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The First Chapter March 1996. Matthew is 18 years old. To the lost of childhood innocence. Matthew Taylor and his dad is traveling on the Western Freeway when the overwhelming urge to take a leak takes hold. “I gotta take a leak,” says Matthew. “I thought I told you to go when we left,” says his father. “That was thirty minutes ago. And I did go.” “Alright, but make it a quick one, we still have a long way to go.” His father stops at the next truck stop. It is night-time and the clouds had eaten up the moon. The air is chilly for this time of the year and there is a COLES truck parked right outside, the driver nowhere to be seen. “I’ll be in the car if you need me,” says his father. “I’m sure I’ll manage,” replies Matthew. He walks into the store, ask for the whereabouts of the toilet, and the staff points to somewhere outside. He walks out, finds it. It is a public toilet, one long urinal along the wall, and two cubicles, one of which is occupied. He walks to the urinal, pulls out his cock, and as he is pissing, he hears the noise of someone opening the cubicle door. He turns his shoulder around, spots a man standing in the small opening between the door and the cubical, hands on his crotch. There is a smile on his face, and in the dim light of the toilet, can barely make out his eyes. Matthew stands still, even after he has finished pissing. He is not sure what is happening, but curiosity is a magnet that he can’t escape from. The man is not particularly handsome although he is quite fit and muscular, with big hands and soon, as Matthew will see as he continues to stare, a large cock. And that smile on his face that is warmly inviting. He gestures for Matthew to come to him, into the cubicle, but Matthew does not move an inch. He is terrified and breathes deeply in the cool air. He looks at the man’s cock, which is now fully erect. He guess about seven inches, but it is hard to tell for sure where he is standing, so he takes a step closer to find out, and another step, his eyes locked onto the man’s cock. Soon, he is in the cubical with the man with the alluring smile, but he does not see much of the smile for his eyes are now closed, his mouth barely making it halfway through the man’s cock. Matthew is on his knees. The floor is in urgent need of some cleaning but his pants does not care and neither does he. He tries again to bury the cock deep into his mouth but it is too big, gags, pulls away, but two strong hands hold his head in place and he can’t breathe. “Use your nose, faggot,” says the man, without letting go of his hold on Matthew ’s head. He does what he is ordered and soon finds the rhythm, much to the man’s enjoyment. His dad must be wondering where he is right now but his thought is interrupted when the man lifts him up off his knees, turns him around, pushes him against the cubical wall, pulls down his pants. “What are you doing?” Matthew asks, but thick strong hands cover his mouth. One of the man’s forearm has a tattoo of a scorpion. The man pushes a wet finger into his ass, and the unfamiliar sensation feels kind of nice to Matthew, who has never done anything like this before. The rather good feeling is soon replaced with pain as the man’s raw cock enters his hole. It does not fit, of course, for it is too big, but one can always force their way into something if you give it a big enough push. The man’s hand muffles the cry of pain and the plea for help, which does arrive when the door to the public toilet opens. “Are you in here, Matty?” asks his father. “Call for help and I’ll break your neck,” says the man with the scorpion tattoo. “Yeah,” Matthew says, the slow stroke of cock pumping inside him continues. “I’ll be out in a moment.” “Alright,” says his father. “This place bloody reeks.” He stands there for a moment before leaving, and just as the door closes, the man continues his assault on Matthew’s ass. “Should have invited your old man to join us,” says the man. Matthew does not answer. His body is there but his mind is elsewhere, in a place that is lost and far away. There is an expression that is appropriate to use here: the lights are on but nobody’s home. The man has stolen Matthew’s innocence and his spirit, and it is something that is gone forever. “You’ll learn to love this soon enough, faggot.” The man holds Matthew ’s body close to him now as he begins to pump faster and harder. There is no longer any reason to cover Matthew’s mouth as he has lost the urge to resist a long time ago, now just a body for another’s enjoyment. The release comes quickly. The man slaps Matthew’s ass, calls him a ‘good boy,’ buckles up, leaves. Matthew stands there for a moment, cum and shit dripping down his thigh. He cleans himself up with toilet paper, pulls up his pants, leaves. “That took you a while,” his father says. “Is everything alright?” “Must be something I ate,” Matthew lies. “I’m going to grab some shut eye for a while.” “I’ll wake you up when we get there,” says his father. Matthew pulls down the chair to his father’s Holden Civic, closes his eyes, and falls asleep. Somewhere deep inside him, the incurable strain of HIV begins their work in transforming him.

Alright guys, here is part 2 of Peter's perspective. Again, there is a condom used here, but that's because Peter hasn't been turned into a poz pig yet. Give him time. He'll be coming around soon enough. So will Lewis. This is also the longest chapter I've written. I hope I've filled it with enough jerk-off material to satisfy. Enjoy. _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 20: Peter takes Lewis (part 2) I thought my legs were going to crumble beneath me as I tasted him, this man who was opening himself to me in ways no other man had done before. I could taste his tears as I was sure he could taste mine. Images of all the men I had ever wanted to kiss but had been afraid to appeared in my mind, ending with Lewis’s perfect face. Lewis broke the kiss, staring at me. “I’m sorry,” he said. “Don’t be,” I told him, trying to catch my breath. “Don’t ever be sorry for doing that.” “No,” he said. “I’m sorry that I ran away. I just… I didn’t know what to do. I was so surprised.” “I understand.” “I mean, I’ve never…” he trailed off, looking down at his feet. I reached out and gently caressed his arms, squeezing his muscles lightly. “It’s alright,” I said. “I haven’t either.” “Really?” I smiled. “I mean, I’ve wanted to since I was your age. Younger even. When I played basketball, I had a hell of a time hiding my boners in the showers. I’d see someone attractive, strong, hung,” I moved my right hand to his chin and lifted his gaze back to my eyes, “someone like you.” A small smile turned his lips. “I’ve never thought of another guy like that,” Lewis said. “Never?” He shook his head. “Well,” I started, knowing I was rocking a boat I wanted to keep from sinking, “why didn’t you run off to the principal? Why didn’t you take a swing at me? I mean, if you didn’t feel this way—” “I didn’t say I didn’t feel this way,” he corrected. “It’s just, I’ve never thought of another guy like that.” “Oh,” I said, my head looking down at my feet. Lewis’s hand reached out and directed my eyes to his, a smile completing his gorgeous face. “Until now.” I stepped back and sat on the edge of my desk, Lewis joining me. We sat silently next to each other and I felt as if I was back in high school. Yes, I was literally in a high school, but I felt as if I was young again, trying to gain the courage to speak to my crush. In some way, I was, even though I’d already kissed him. “When you started saying all those things,” he said, “when you started saying all of that, I was scared. I knew what was happening. For a second, I wanted to run out and find someone to tell. I wanted to hit you as hard as I could. I mean, you told me to break up with my girlfriend, and now you’re hitting on me.” “I promise that’s not why I told you to do that,” I told him, though I was wondering if there wasn’t a small part of me that had done so. “I know,” he said. “After I left, I don’t know, something felt wrong. I felt as if I was running from something I should have been running toward. It was like every step felt cold. I thought about what you said. I thought about feeling your heart racing,” he reached out a hand and placed it on my chest. I could feel my heart quickening. “Feeling your heat, and smelling you, even through your shirt. Something in my head clicked. I don’t know what it was, but the second I came back and saw you again, I just knew what I had to do.” I smiled, wanting to burst into tears. Never had anyone spoken about me like that, not even my wife. At times, I felt as if was a chore to be around me. I knew my wife didn’t want my around much of the time. Now, here was a young man, someone who could have anyone he wanted, but he came back for me. I leaned toward him and kissed him again, resting my palm on his cheek. “I’m glad you came back,” I said. “Me too,” he told me. His smile faded. “What’s wrong?” “Well,” he said, looking around us. “There’s a lot wrong. You’re my teacher and my coach. You’re, I don’t know, forty something?” “I’m thirty-six,” I told him, feeling the blow. “You’re married,” he continued. “You’ve known me since I was a kid. Plus, we go to the same church. What do you think they’d say?” “They don’t like the idea of you fucking your girlfriend,” I told him. “I know what they’d say.” “Aren’t you worried?” “I’ve been keeping this a secret for a long time,” I said. “I’m not worried because I’m not planning on telling anyone. You shouldn’t tell anyone either.” “I won’t,” he said. “I mean, all we did was kiss.” “That’s true,” I said. I looked at him, noticing his eyes wandering over my body. Though I had observed him for a while, I was realizing that this was the first time Lewis had been looking at another man in a sexual light. I was his first. I was the one who could shape him. “Do you…” I started. “Do you want to… do something more than that?” He stared at me, a slight fear in his eyes, mixing with a hunger I knew all too well. He nodded slowly. “What do you want to do?” I asked. “Well,” he said, eyes looking me over. “Can I, I mean, if you want—” “Whatever you want to do,” I interrupted, “I can guarantee I want to do too.” “Can I see what you look like?” he asked. “I mean, naked?” Never had I imagined hearing those words, especially from another man. Yes, I had been naked in front of men before, having played sports, but now, having another man wanting to see me naked, caused a slight terror to fill me. What if he doesn’t like what I look like? What if I’m not what he likes? He doesn’t know what he likes, I reminded myself. He’s new to all of this. This is your chance to show him what he likes. “Alright,” I said, standing up from the desk. I went to my office door and closed it, locking it. I turned back to Lewis, noticing that he had been watching me as I walked away, his eyes focused on my ass. I smiled. I first took off my shirt, revealing my hair chest, a nice coating of brown fur to show how much of a man I was. I wasn’t a muscle god, but I was strong. You could tell that I took care of myself and worked out regularly. I was proud of the way I looked. Seeing Lewis’s reaction boosted my spirits. He smiled and left the desk, eyes focused on my chest. “You can touch it,” I said, puffing my chest out. Slowly, Lewis reached out a hand and placed it on my chest, his fingers running through the hair and feeling my warm skin beneath. “Wow,” he said. “You like that?” He nodded. “I wish I had hair like this.” “You will,” I told him. He gave me a quizzical look. “I might have jerked off to pictures I found of you in Florida. I saw pictures of your dad.” “Yeah, he’s hairy like you.” “I’m sure you’ll start looking grizzly-like once you’re a bit older.” I imagined an older version of Lewis, and I could have cum just from the thought. “I hope so,” he said, his fingers digging further into my hair. “It feels amazing.” His hand ran down to my stomach, feeling the thin layer of fat that ran over my six-pack. He stopped as his palms met the top of my pants. He looked into my eyes, the fear now gone, showing only hunger. “Can I?” he asked. I nodded. Lewis lowered himself to the floor, resting on his knees, his face level with my crotch. He undid my belt and then unfastened the button. His hands shook slightly, an excitement causing him to shake. Slowly, he unzipped my pants and pulled them down, revealing my boxer-briefs. He reached out for my underwear but stopped. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “I just realized what we’re doing,” he said, looking up at me. “What we’re about to do.” “And?” I asked, fearful that he was changing his mind. “I’m just happy,” he said. I smiled and slipped my fingers beneath the band of my underwear and the jockstrap beneath, his own fingers joining me. Together, we lowered them down, revealing my pubic hair, my shaft, my head, and my balls, all of which held a musky smell from the compressing jockstrap. That, and I had created a significant amount of precum, some of which was matted in my bush. Lewis stared at my dick, taking in the length, the girth, and my large testicles. I knew he had seen naked men before, but I knew he had never been this close to another man’s cock and balls. For a split second, I saw his tongue lick his lips. “You can touch it,” I told him. Lewis careful reached up and took hold of my dick, his fingers gently touching the warm skin. He traced the veins, the tips of his fingers gently caressing the glands. I started to grow immediately, but Lewis didn’t remove his hold. Instead, he wrapped his hand around my shaft and squeezed, causing a stream of precum to leak out. “Are you cumming?” he asked, watching as it trailed down to the floor, a continual string of my juice. “No,” I told him. “I produce a lot of precum. A lot of cum, too.” “Really?” “It’s called hyperspermia,” I said. “I make a ton more cum than most men.” “Your wife must love that.” “Not really,” I told him, feeling myself going limp at the thought of her. Lewis’ grip tightened again, and I started to get hard once more. “You can taste it, too,” I said. Lewis stared at the trail of precum, eyeing the clear liquid. He leaned forward and stuck out his tongue, the tip meeting the precum and breaking the trail. It stuck to his tongue and then dripped down his chin, narrowly missing his clothes. “It tastes good,” he said, licking his lips. “I’ve never tasted mine.” “I’m glad you like it,” I said. “I think you should take off your clothes too. I’d hate to get anything on them.” Lewis looked at me and nodded. He stood up and removed his shirt, revealing the body I had seen in pictures and briefly in the locker room. He was a strong young man, not a bit of hair on his chest. This made me feel strong, like the alpha. His nipples were erect, dark and the size of quarters. He tossed his shirt to the side and then undid his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to his ankles. I had never had a clear view of Lewis’s dick before. I’d seen glimpse in the shower, but not enough to know what he looked like. While he wasn’t as long as me, his dick was thick. Porn would relate his size to a beer can. The head was smaller than the shaft, but it was a gorgeous head. He too was leaking precum, but not nearly as much as I was. I stepped closer and reached out a hand, taking hold of his growing dick. It twitched in my hand, causing Lewis to shudder from the feeling. As I jerked him off, gaging his length, I saw his balls pulling up into his body. They weren’t the size of mine, but they hung low and were covered in hair. Once his dick was hard, I moved to his balls and held them in my palm, feeling the weight of them. Something about holding the “family jewels” of another man made me feel powerful. I knew his parents had hopes for him, wanting him to marry and pump out dozens of kids. Here I was holding that future in my hands, hoping to change the direction of his future forever. All of these thoughts filled me with a lust I’d only ever dreamed about. As I touched him, I realized that I was the only other person, other than himself or a doctor, who had touched this part of him since he became a man. I was feeling his most vulnerable parts, and I wanted to feel even more. I released his balls and held my hand to my nose, breathing in his scent. I could smell sweat, precum, and his own natural odor which was intoxicating. “On your knees,” I told him. Slowly, Lewis resumed his position on his knees, my hard cock sticking straight out at him. “Taste it,” I told him. He stuck out his tongue again, but I stopped him. “Not my precum,” I said. “Taste my dick.” His mouth opened, tongue extended, reaching out to my engorged dick. I knew he wouldn’t be able to take much of it into his mouth, but I didn’t care. I only wanted to feel his mouth on my skin. The head slipped inside, moving along his tongue, the tip of his teeth gently touching the shaft. “Easy does it,” I told him, my hand reaching around his head and resting near his neck. “Don’t hurt yourself.” His lips closed on my shaft, only a small part of my dick inside his mouth. I knew he had seen porn, most likely straight, so he had an idea of what to do. Slowly, he started to move his tongue and lap up the precum now dripping into his mouth and down his throat. I ventured a bit more of my dick into his mouth, pushing slightly. He didn’t back away and continued to attempt to suck his first dick. I watched as his Adam’s apple moved along with is slight thrusts. Looking down at the top of his head, his lips, the same lips I had kissed not long ago, now wrapped around my cock, I knew this was what I had always wanted. This was what I had been waiting for. Almost half of my dick was in his mouth now, a motion created as his spit covered me, tongue tasting every aspect of myself. Watching him eagerly take me, tasting my cum and my cock, I knew what I wanted to do. I knew I had to fuck him. Except… “What’s wrong?” Lewis asked, my dick leaving his mouth as I stepped away. “Was it bad?” “No,” I told him, noticing a bit of my precum dribbling down his chin. He looked so cute on the floor, concerned, wanting me to come back to him. “It’s just… I really want to fuck you.” “Alright,” he said, smiling. “I don’t have…” I started, looking at his gorgeous face, lighting up at the thought of me fucking him, entering him, opening him up. “I don’t have a condom.” “Oh,” he said. “And we need one?” I’d always wanted to fuck without a condom, especially as the amount of cum I make makes it difficult to keep one on. I wanted to fuck Lewis, to feel his skin on mine, to bridge that gap, but I also wanted to be safe. This was his first time, so I didn’t run the risk of a disease, but still… “I’m sorry,” I said. “Hold on,” Lewis said, jumping to his feet and running out of the office. I waited, staring down at my cock, admiring the wetness from his mouth. Even then I couldn’t believe what was happening. Lewis had not only kissed me, but he had also sucked my dick and tasted my precum. I was living the dream of so many men who had fantasized about one of their students, hoping they could take them and teach them things not found in the classroom. “Here,” Lewis said, entering the office and handing me a condom packet. “Where did you get this?” “Corey keeps a few in his locker,” Lewis told me. “He keeps them there just in case he can slip a girl in here after a game.” “Smart kid,” I said, opening the packet. “Are you sure you want this?” Lewis looked at me, our eyes connecting, the weight of his answer seen between us. “Yes,” he told me. “Good,” I said, taking out the condom. I hadn’t held one of these in a long time. Though I knew I needed one, I hated the way it felt. Still, if it allowed me to fuck Lewis, I’d wear practically anything. “Get up on my desk,” I told him. “Lay on your back.” As Lewis got into position, I slid the condom onto my dick, finding the size to be a bit snug. Still, I wasn’t going to complain. “Like this?” he asked, his back on the surface, facing me, his legs bent. “Almost,” I told him. “Lift your legs up. I’ve got to get a look at your hole.” He gripped his legs and pulled them up, revealing his ass and his tight hole. While hair wasn’t seen much on the rest of his body, there was a thick collection of it around his hole. I reached out a finger and touched it, feeling Lewis’s body recoil at the touch. “Sorry,” he said. “It’s fine,” I told him. I slid my finger into my mouth and got it wet, returning to his hole. “I’m going to do it again.” He nodded. I touched his hole and ran my wet finger around the rim, pushing slightly. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I couldn’t hold back the voice telling me to shove my finger inside before shoving my dick after it. With his hole wet, I pressed my finger again, slipping inside him. “Fuck,” Lewis gasped, body shaking, hands nearly dropping his legs. “It’s alright,” I told him, my other hand reaching out and resting my palm on his stomach. “I’m inside. My finger is inside.” “It feels big,” he said. “It’ll get bigger,” I told him, looking at my dick. I worked my finger inside, moving in and out, opening him up. Each time my finger entered him all the way, I searched for his prostate, knowing it was somewhere. After a little search, his body shook and a deep groan filled the office. I had found it. After a little while, I slipped my finger out and then spit in my hand, rubbing it over two fingers. “Two,” I said, showing Lewis. I slid both fingers inside of him, his body still shuddering but not nearly as much as before. I watched as he closed his eyes, head tilted back, relishing the feeling of my fingers opening him. Little moans escaped his mouth, my one hand opening his hole while the other rubbed his stomach, feeling the muscles beneath. I removed the two fingers and tried a third, his ass opening larger, pulling me in. Without telling him, I added a fourth. He was loosening, his body accepting me, his moans of pleasure telling me to invade his body. I slipped my fingers out and stepped forward, the head of my dick pressed against his hole. “Are you ready?” I asked. Without opening his eyes, Lewis nodded, biting his lower lip. I pressed my dick against his hole, moving gently, trying to enter just as my fingers had so easily. With a bit of added force, the head of my dick popped inside. Lewis’s body shook, his ass pulling more of me inside him. His eyes opened wide in wonder as he looked at me, his mouth open. I smiled. “You’re not a virgin anymore,” I told him. Lewis smiled, tightening his grip on his legs. “You feel huge,” he said. “I am,” I told him. I angled myself and spit on my dick, some of it hitting his hole. I pushed in again, more of my dick entering, opening him. “Let me in, baby. Let me in.” Lewis moaned, his ass quivering, his muscles trying to pull me inside. I knew I was giving his body something it never new it wanted but always needed. I continued to push inside, allowing him to adjust, allowing him to feel my size fill him. I wanted him to know what a real man felt like. It didn’t take long before my pubes met his ass. “I’m all the way in,” I told him, his feet meeting my shoulders. I leaned over and kissed his ankles. Lewis opened his eyes and looked down. “Holy shit,” he said. “You’re inside me.” “All of me,” I told him. “Are you ready?” “Yes,” he said, the slight fear from before returning. “Fuck me. Fuck me, Mr. Flanagan.” I pulled out slowly, watching until only the head remained inside. It was a beautiful sight, seeing how his body welcomed me, how it was reaching out for me to return. I pushed back in, his legs shaking, his hands losing their grip. “Fuck,” he cried, hands reaching down to the desk and holding on tight. His legs rested on my shoulders, moving with me as I bottomed out again. “You feel so good,” I told him, pulling out and pushing in a third time. Then a fourth. A fifth. “You’re fucking beautiful.” “Fuck,” he moaned again, face contorted in an agony reserved for pleasure. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” “I won’t,” I told him, my pace quickening, a rhythm starting to form. “I won’t stop. I won’t let you go.” I reached out and took his erect dick and started to jerk him off, beads of precum dripping down his shaft. A smell permeated the air, the smell of sweaty bodies tied together, their sexual connection pouring out of their skin. I breathed deep, relishing the scent he and I created. I didn’t know how much time had passed, but I could feel my body shaking, the exertion taking its toll. Had we been fucking for hours or only minutes? It felt like forever, but I didn’t want it to stop. Lewis was moaning continuously, the sounds of his pleasure music to me as I changed him. “Mr. Flanagan,” he said between strained breaths, his chest heaving. “I’m gonna cum.” “Do it,” I told him, directing my thrusts, seeking out his prostate. “Cum for me. Cum for me, baby.” I tightened my grip on his dick as I felt it grow, his skin turning a darker red. “I’m gonna cum,” he moaned, eyes closed, back arching. “I’m gonna cum.” “Do it. Cum for me.” “I’m cumming,” he yelled, the muscles of his body seizing, his mouth opening in a silent scream. Thick ropes of cum shot out of his dick and flew through the air, the first hitting the wall two feet from the desk, the second hitting his face, the third entering his open mouth. The rest covered his body until he was spent, leaving my hand covered. His hole tightened around my dick, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I wanted to cum inside him, but doing so while wearing the condom felt wrong. I pulled out and took the condom off, the precum inside spattering on the floor. I grabbed my dick and started jerking off, my other hand grabbing one of his legs for support. “I’m cumming,” I shouted, head tilted back, eyes closed, feeling the biggest orgasm of my life taking over my body. I could feel every muscle awaken as I started shooting, each burst of cum feeling as if a weight was being removed. I felt as if I couldn’t breathe, as if this orgasm was taking from me my very life. And it felt worth it. Once the wave ended, I released my dick and grabbed Lewis’s other leg, using them to keep me from falling onto his body. I opened my eyes and saw the young man sprawled out on my desk. He was covered in cum. Not only was his cum covering his face, chest, and abdomen, but mine had been added, creating a thick pool of white all over his body. I knew I produced a considerable amount of cum, but I didn’t think I’d ever been able to cum this much. If he had been hairy, every strand would have been matted with our semen, mixing together, becoming one. I looked down and noticed some of my cum had splattered on his ass, trickles leaking down over his hole, trying to enter inside where cum belonged. I stared at Lewis, watching as he looked down at himself, his hands releasing the desk and running through our loads. He smiled, looking at me with a wondrous glow. Never had I seen anyone look so happy to be alive. In that moment, I finally felt free. We went to the showers and cleaned ourselves up. While we cleaned, we kissed, my hairy body pressing him against the tiled wall, my mouth sucking at his neck. I wanted to fuck him again, but I knew his parents would be wondering where he was. Once we were clean, we returned to my office and got dressed. “How do you feel?” I asked him, buckling my belt. “Any regrets?” “None,” he said. “I’m just glad it was with you.” I smiled and pulled him in for another kiss. I couldn’t wait to fuck him again. _________________________________________________________________________________________________ I have one more chapter written before I may have to take a small break from posting every Sunday. I'm figuring out where the story is going and how to pull everything together that I want to do. Everything you've read took a few months to write before I posted. I hope I can work faster on the next few parts. Also, are there any other characters you'd like to see stories told from their perspectives? Any charcter ideas you'd like to see? Let me know.

Chapter 15 The Guy fucking him said it probably burns more because his piercing was probably ripping his hole up. He said “ When I am done with you, You’re going to have a fucked up cunt in more than one way “ . The craving the Married guy felt was stronger than ever. He was on fire with lust. His mind was spinning so fast he wasn’t sure what all he wanted, he just knew he wanted something, and he didn’t want this fantastic feeling to ever end. The guy in his ass stared fucking the cunt his Toxic cock was ripping up. He was enjoying the idea of his cock possibly converting an ass the same way he had been converted a couple months ago. Last week when he was finally tested he had a HVL. He decided then to get the tattoo so everyone that he played knew what they were getting. In the past, Doing Tina never gave him issues with keeping hard, It usually intensified the sensation and kept him hard for hours. He knew he was usually good for a few strong loads. This was going to be his second of the night and hopefully not his last one. He looked down and this cock going in and out of the puckered hole, his cock had some cum from the guy that had been in there before and it almost looked like it had a pink cast to it. He also noticed is handy work and those letters were visible to anyone that had this pig bent over. This excited him, he was not only converting a straight married guy to the gay side but was knocking up this new cunt. He also knew that when the guy said he didn’t do drugs that this was his first time, and he would want more of it. Tina would most definitely have her hooks in him, and he would be dating her often. The guy in front of the Married guy was enjoying the wonderful blow job he was getting. The Married guy was taking him to his balls and was getting into using his tongue to massage the bottom of the cock. You would never believe this was his first time sucking a cock, but this was night of firsts for him. The Married guy was holding onto the guy’s hips for balance and then moved his hands around to the guys ass. He remembered how much he enjoyed getting a finger up his ass when he was getting sucked off. He stared teasing the puckered and wet asshole. The Top guy said “ Oh, you really are a slut. You want my load ? “ The Married guy was busy in his own world of Chems and sex and really didn’t hear it. He was busy with the euphoric feeling of heat, something sawing in and out of his ass and trying to please the guy in front of him. He knew he would not be able to match the feelings up his cunt but he was trying. He wasn’t sure why this guy’s ass was wet and slippery but he didn’t care, he wormed a finger into the guy’s ass and searched to find his prostate. When he found it and he started rubbing on it. He had this done a couple weeks ago during an exam and started leaking pre-cum right away. It felt great and wanted to see if he could give this guy the same intense feeling. It must have worked because he backed off the cock to get a breath of air and tasted the salty pre-cum that was coming from the guys cock. The Top guy asked the Married guy if he was ready for a load n his mouth, The Married guy said “ Yes Please “. He didn’t even think of the answer, it seemed to come naturally and driven by the hunger that was now consuming all of his brain and body. The Top guy said “ Ok Slut, Here comes your first drink of cum, You better swallow all of it “. He pushed forward into the Marred Guy’s mouth, at the same time the Married guy pushed two fingers up the Top’s ass and that sent the Top over the edge. He grabbed the Married guy’s head and yelled “ Take it Bitch “. His swollen cock was lodged in the Married guys throat. At the same time the Bio-Hazzard guy shoved as deep as he could in the Married guy’s ass. He knew that his pierced cock was hitting new areas and they were deep. You could hear the married guy making noises, but no one could understand it. The way they had the Married guy, he couldn’t have gotten either cock out of him. He was sandwiched between the two of them. The Married guy was struggling to get air when the Top guy pulled back. Cum was dripping from his mouth. The Married guy gulped in a big gasp of air and was panting. You could clearly see the sweat glistening on the Married guys back. The Bio-Hazzard guy was still balls deep in the Married guy’s ass

In a perfect world, there are no pullout. Raw is Law and Breeding is MANDATORY. in the real world consent is sexy and violating consent has consequences. and this is from a guy into consensual non- con, because i love a food fight and fuck

The Third Chapter July 1999. Matthew is 23 years old. To the love on one’s job. It is a hot summer night on Wellington Street as Matthew exits his car. He parks just around the corner, and begins waking to the sauna. The street is particularly empty at this time of the night, ten o’clock is the time, unlike the nearby street of Peel which is always busy with people, especially tonight, which happens to be a Saturday. He walks past the empty Anytime Fitness gym and walks into the building marked Wet on Wellington. He has a shift tonight, as he always does during the weekend. “Busy tonight?” Matthew asks the man at the counter. The man’s name is Somchai, a Thailander, very young and very pretty with diamond studs in both ears. He’s been fucked by Matthew many times, usually after his shift in the darkness of the upstair’s room or, once, behind the building in the alleyway, concealed by one or two dumpsters. “Getting there,” Somchai replies and blushes. “You’re early for your shift.” “Just seeing who’s around first, that’s all,” Matthew says. Somchai hands Matthew the key to the massage room and buzzes him through the door. “Before I forget,” Somchai says, “the boss wanted me to give you this.” He hands Matthew a small brown envelope. “What’s in it anyway?” Matthew takes the envelope and smiles without replying, walks away. He passes a few men in the locker room with towels wrapped around their waists, walks up the giant flight of stairs to the second level, and into the massage room. His client won’t be here for another ten minutes. He rips the upper corner of the envelope and empties the content, which contains a dozen or so packets of white patches and a note which falls to the ground. The patches remind him of Nicotine Patches but he knows what these are really for and he smiles nefariously. The notes simply says ‘Use Wisely. Enjoy, from the Boss.’ A knock on the door heralds the arrival of his first client for the night, a muscular guy with black hair and eyes the colour of chocolate cake. They exchange hellos and the man undresses, lays on his stomach, and the massage begins. Slowly, Matthew undresses too, until he is butt-naked, but the man does not mind, not even a little. The oil is slick on the man’s skin, and he almost falls asleep when he notices something hard poking at his face, and is surprised to see Fernando’s dick at his face. “Oh,” the man says, “sorry, I’m straight. I’m not into that sort of thing.” Taken aback, Matthew apologies quickly and resumes his massage. A few minutes goes by and something happens rather quickly that the man does not anticipate. A patch of something white sticks to the side of his neck but it is applied so gently that he never notices it. His heart beats faster and he becomes uncontrollably horny as the drug from the patch begins to work its magic all around his body. At this moment, Matthew smirks and begins rubbing a generous amount of oil on the man’s butt, fingering his ass with a finger, followed by another, much to the man’s enjoyment. Matthew attempts to feed the man his cock once more and this time the man is eager to feed on it as if he is starved. He can’t seem to stop himself. All the while, Matthew continues to finger his ass, and when it is ready, Matthew pushes the man down back on his stomach, climbs on top of the massage table, slides his dick inside the man with ease. It is tight, no less than that of a virgin, perhaps it might be given the straight acting nature of the man but nonetheless, it won’t be a virgin after tonight. The man winces in pain before he is overcome with pleasure and he rocks his bottom back and forth on Fernando’s cock. Soon, their thrusts are in sync with each other. It doesn’t take long for Matthew to come, thick and creamy, deep inside the man’s ass, which he tightens to milk down to the last drop. His dick slides out gracefully, still hard, feeds it to the man who happily swallows it in one go, cleans it while on his knees, cum dripping out of his ass and down the back of his thigh. The massage is over. Matthew kisses the man and slaps his ass as he exits the room as the next appointed man awaiting his massage walks in. This would continue for the next three hours in the massage room, and every man would be bred by Fernando, some more willing than others, but never as resistant as the first man of the night, but there is always the white patch of drug if he ever has to cross that bridge again. It is one in the morning and Matthew has finished his shift for tonight. A knock on the door and it’s Somchai who has also finished his shift. Somchai locks the door behind him and, like he does every night when he knows when Matthew finishes his shift, goes down on his knees without anybody asking and begins working on Fernando’s thick cock with his talented mouth. Somchai can taste the asses of the men Matthew has fucked throughout the night but he doesn’t care, and he offers up his own ass to Matthew which Matthew doesn’t hesitate to take advantage of. Somchai is nothing more than a sex toy which Matthew uses for his own pleasure, and he rewards Somchai for his loyalty with a load deep inside him. Matthew exits the room, down the corridor, and as he walks past the darkroom catches the glimpse of the muscular man with black hair from earlier. He is bent over with a cock in his mouth and a cock in his ass, and there are many men surrounding them all jerking off, and waiting for their turn with the man.

The Second Chapter April 1996. Matthew is 18 years old. He lived. He came. He conquered. Matthew wakes up in the middle of the night. It is two in the morning and his bed is soaked with sweat. He stays in bed for the next three days and he’s on his feet again on the forth, and his life precedes as normal on the fifth, although ‘normal’ may be too kind of a word to use here, as nothing from this point onwards is normal in the world of Matthew Taylor. He hears of the dreaded news one day at the doctor’s office, but much of this memory has become a blur to him. “’m sorry to say,’ says the doctor, sorrowfully, ‘that you are HIV positive.” These are the words that no one should ever hear, and definitely not to a boy of Matthew’s age who did not ask to receive this. “Now, there are limited treatment options …” continues the doctor, but Matthew does not register anything else from this point onwards. The world drowns out in white noise as he sees his future disappearing before his eyes, not wanting to die at such an early age. He weeps in his car and the sky weeps along with him on the drive back home. He weeps himself to sleep until there are no more tears to shed, even if he tries. Six month later. He feels different. He feels stronger. He feels hornier. Matthew's body is changing and he feels very powerful, so he goes to the gym on a daily basis and in no time at all, he is very muscular. He particularly enjoys the attention that he is receiving from the onlookers of men on the streets, at the gym, at school. He is at his best friend’s place and they are playing cards when his friend has to leave for soccer practice, so now he is home alone with his best friend’s dad, Scott, who has just arrived home from his work as an electrician. “Can I get you anything to drink, mate?” Scott asks. “Water’s fine, Mr. Anderson,” Matthew replies. “You know you can call me Scott. How’s school going?” “It’s going alright. Semester’s holiday is coming up.” Scott hands Matthew a glass of water. Matthew has never paid any particular attention to Scott before up until this point. He’s always seen him as his best friend’s dad and nothing else, but now, alone in the kitchen with just the two of them, Matthew finds him particularly attractive, with the scruffy two day beard and the tradie uniform that was in desperate need of washing. There is a scent that Matthew often releases, masculine and dominating, that seems to wither down men’s inhibition, making them more seductive, submissive. It was having an effect on Scott, the bulge in his pants becoming noticeably apparent and he begins to have difficulty diverging his gaze away from Matthew's own pants. He doesn’t know what has gotten over him. ‘Is everything alright, Mr. Anderson?’ Matthew asks. ‘Yeah, just have to use the bathroom,’ Scott says, and he excuses himself quickly. Matthew follows him, and he meets him in the bathroom splashing water on his face. They meet each other’s gazes in the mirror and for a brief moment, no one says anything, until Matthew begins to rub the bulge on his pants. Scott can’t take his eyes of it, although he does try very hard to do so. Temptation takes hold of Scott and he turns around, walks towards Matthew, pulls his pants down, gets on his knees, tastes him with his mouth. He is not particularly good at it, scraping Matthew’s cock with his teeth from time to time, and often gagging on the size. Scott’s eyes are closed as he rocks back and forth and Matthew wonders what he is thinking at this moment, on his knees serving another man for the first time, while his wife and kids are away. There is a slight guilt that runs through Matthew’s body on what they are doing and what will happen in the next ten minutes or so, but he brushes the thought and feeling away, the same way that you might clear a table by pushing everything on the floor, and fills his mind with lust and excitement as to what he is about to do to this man. He pulls Scott off the ground and they kiss. It is passionate and romantic that rivals that of his wife. They walk to his best friend’s room and he pushes Scott onto the bed on his back, removes his pants. Scott’s ass is hairy and tight. Matthew spits on his dick and on Scott’s hole and slides it in, slowly, until it is balls deep. He looks into Scott’s eyes, brown and a bit vacant, as he thrusts, slowly at first, then a bit faster, while Scott lays there silently. It is difficult to tell for sure whether Scott is enjoying the experience, from the silence, but it doesn’t matter because to Matthew, he, like any other men he had conquered, is just a piece of meat for his own pleasure. His life will be short-lived after the infection, like that of Matthew, but he has served his purpose of pleasuring men. It was unfair and unjust to shorten Matthew's life like that, with the infection, and he was determined to take down as many people along the way as he could for as long as he lived. “You will learn to love this,” Matthew whispers in Scott’s ear, releasing deep inside him in the process. He pulls his dick out and Scott is quick to put it back into his mouth to clean it. Indeed, Scott does learn to love this, and he is often found with a raw dick inside him on business meetings across the country soon after.

Of course I'll breed a hole even when asked to pull out. You put yourself in that situation you accept all responsibility.

Depends on the scenario. I’m rarely asked but when I am I still breed

After playing with 2 hot piggy dads for a few hours tonight, I was nicely loosened up and hungry for loads. I checked out a cruisy park but it was late, so I wasn’t sure how I’d go. I was pleasantly surprised to see a few cars so I wondered into the darkness to see what mischief I could find! Ended up in a 3way and scored a twink’s load after backing onto his cock as he announced he was about to cum. He said he normally uses a condom, to which I said “that’s nice”. He then asked for my number so he can fuck me again haha! A few mins later I spotted a hot hung lad who’s bred me before and knew I wanted his cock in me again! He has great technique, making sure to open me right up. As he started fucking me I looked up and another huge cock had appeared .. I hadn’t seen or heard him approach but I was in piggy heaven deepthroating, being tagteamed and pashing these two studs who went back & forth several times before breeding me balls deep.

The Final Chapter To the choices that we make in life. Matthew makes a pit stop at the closest Woolworth to buy some duct tape. He uses it to tie the man’s hands and feet together along with his mouth and drops him in the boot of the car, and resumes his travels to the Grampians. The drive is fairly long, and they don’t reach the peak of the cliff until well into the night, when the moon has already made friends with all the stars in the sky. He pulls the man out of the boot of the car, who is still asleep from the drug, places him a few meters from the edge of the cliff, sits beside him. He stares at the man’s face while he is sleeping and a rush of emotions floods Matthew. He feels a dash of anger from being infected by this man, his life changed ever since. He never asked for this difficult life and it only took one night to change everything. He wonders where life would have taken him if he weren’t infected. He feels a sprinkle of pity for the man, whose time had not been kind to him, now very old and very sick-looking, laying there on the muddy cliff. He wonders how long the man has left to live. And most importantly, he feels a pinch of hope, for Matthew’s life is not over yet, there’s still a bit of time to live out his life, especially now that Somchai is a part of it. He wonders what Somchai is up to at the moment. The man stirs as the drug wears off and he immediately panics when he realises that he is bound and gagged. He begins to squirm like a worm, and in doing so, edges closer and closer to the side of the cliff. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Matthew says. The man continues to wiggle until he faces the edge and the edge faces him, his eyes widen, stops moving. Matthew sighs and pulls the man away from the edge, rips the tape off his mouth quickly and painfully, sits back down beside him. “What the hell do you think you're doing?” asks the man. “Well, I was going to throw you off the cliff.” “Do I know you?” “You don’t remember me, do you?” The man looks at Matthew's eyes and he does remember, even though it has been a very long time ago. “You’re that kid from the truck stop toilet, aren’t you? Boy did I enjoy fucking you. Wish your old man had joined in.” The man laughs cruelly, showing what’s left of his stained teeth. Fury takes over Matthew and he punches the man right in the jaw, but he continues to laugh, though through obvious pain, blood dripping between the gaps in his teeth. “Go ahead and kill me,” says the man with the scorpion tattoo. “I’m going to die anyway, one way or another.” Matthew looks at the man and waits for him to continue. “And by the look of your face, you’re on the same boat as me. We are both going to die from AIDs, and there is nothing anyone can do about it, so we might as well let the world burn as we go down along with it. There is no beauty on this planet, just pain and misery.” The sun begins to rise very slowly from the east. The first light breaks the horizon and it creeps its way across the landscape and chases away the night. When the light washes over the man, Matthew can see clearly that the man is dying, not only from the outside, but within his soul. He sees himself in the dying man, like a mirror being held in front of him, and he is afraid of the person that he has and will become. Ending this man’ life, Matthew realises, will not give him closure, for the man had died a long time ago—metaphorically speaking—when he had given up hope on his life. He is a wandering shell that walks the earth, struggling by, waiting for the time when death comes knocking at his door. “You are wrong,” Matthew tells the man. “There is beauty in this world. You just didn’t find it in this lifetime.” Matthew takes a knife hidden in his jacket and lunges at the man, who is taken aback and yells for mercy. The knife slices the air and cuts cleanly through the tape bounding the man’s hand, freeing him. He drops the knife to the ground, looks at the man’s eyes for one last time, starts the car and drives off. The man is shaken by what he has witnessed, grabs the knife and slices the tape bounding his legs. He sits at the edge of the cliff for a few hours, pondering his life, his future and, deciding that there is none, pushes himself off the cliff. Matthew comes home just before ten in the morning. Somchai is still asleep, snoring, naked. He slides into bed and stares silently at him. Somchai’s face is peaceful in the illumination of the light that filters through the window. A few minutes go by and he opens his eyes, slowly at first, then much too wide. “Where were you?” Somchai asks. “I had to take care of some business,” Matthew says. The distance between them becomes non-existence as they hug each other. They embraced each other now, and they embraced each other for the years to come, past their wedding day, and past their honeymoon, and past the many difficult hospital visits that were yet to transpire. Matthew was happy for the remaining years of his life, now with the bottomless pit filled to the brim with the love that he shared with his partner, who had stayed with him until the very end. Sometimes, we can’t choose what happens to us when we are young, but we always have a choice now and into the future what happens to us.

Prolapse and rosebud are the most exciting things I know. I want to suck it. I’d like to have the same. My asshole’s muscles are weak, everybody could insert one finger or more without effort. After being fisted, I get very big lips around my asshole. I can feel them when I’m seated at the bar in a sex-club. I’d like to develop a beautiful rosebud but it seems I’m not at this level yet. So, I don’t think I could get a prolapse soon, which is the kind of effect I’d like to get 😈🐷

And right on schedule, the thread picks up with a bunch of guys adding to the "real bottoms always do X" and "tops can be expected to do Y no matter what". All bullshit pseudo-excuses to try to explain away that some people are so fucking selfish that they will choose to violate someone else's consent just to get a nut. Man there are a lot of shitty people in this world.

I (like most bottoms), do all it takes to be as cleaned out as humanly possible. I will never bottom if I don't think I'm 100% ready to go. That said, even with all the cleaning and precautions, sometimes (thankfully very rarely) something (ahem) slips through the crack. You think it's "embarrassing" to ask a guy if he's clean? Imagine how most of us bottoms feel when this happens. To me, it's mortifying - not just because it's gross (it is) - but because I'm expecting the exact opprobrious (and frankly juvenile) reaction that you just substantiated. You can't consistently put your dick in other dudes' buttholes and realistically expect it to always come out clean. The last time this happened to me, after I apologized profusely, the goddamn gentleman of a top just shrugged it off and said "look, accidents happen." I'm sure he was as grossed out as I was, but that small kindess turned a tremendously humiliating situation into simply an unfortunate one. It was also a good reminder that although we all get caught up in these tropes -- cocky top, dutiful bottom -- we're all just human. Humans that poop. So Dear Tops, the next time you (inevitably) address this shituation, before you shame the "dirty" bottom who likely didn't set out earlier that night hell-bent to give you half a Dirty Sanchez-- keep in mind that he probably won't remember your cock, or "the disgusting smell that makes [you] throw up;" but he will remember the way you made him feel.

The Fourth Chapter September 2001. Matthew is 25 years old. To the love of his life. At this point in the story, Matthew has had sex with hundreds of men, infecting each and everyone of them with the incurable strain of HIV. His soul is a bottomless pit that can never be filled no matter how many men that he sleeps with, but he truly believes that when he finds the man that had originally infected him, and carry out his revenge, that this bottomless pit can finally be filled and that death, whenever that may be, will come peacefully. It is a cloudless night in 2001 when he feels weak on his knees after releasing into a man at his job at Wet on Wellington. He had felt this weakening feeling before, but not to this extreme, and as the man thanks him and leaves the massage room, he collapses on the floor and blanks out. He awakes in the bed of a hospital, connected to monitors that beeps and buzzes all around him. A man is sitting there beside his bed and it takes a moment for Matthew to register that it is Somchai. He is asleep on the chair, head down, chin on his chest, snores softly. Matthew finds this kind of cute, in a way that he never felt for this man before. He awakes moments later and is startled to find Matthew finally awake and he closes the distance between them with a hug. The doctor comes in and informs Matthew that he had collapsed three days ago and has been in the hospital ever since. His conditions have stabilized and he is due to be released soon but the doctor still has one piece of news that he wanted to share with Matthew. He had been diagnosed with AIDS, which in this day and age with the current medication would mean that he needed to get his affairs in order, a saying which meant that he didn’t have much time to live. The doctor exchanges a look of sadness to both Matthew and Somchai and slowly exits the room. The sadness lingers in the air and does not exit even though the window is left slightly ajar. It smothers the two young men in the room and conjures up a steady stream of tears as they embrace one another. “You didn’t have to come here,” Matthew tells Somchai. “I know. But I wanted to,” he replies, and in that moment, from the way Somchai’s eyes look at him, and the energy in the room, Matthew knows that they hold a deeper connection, one that transcends the realm of this existence and into another one. It is nighttime when Matthew wakes up with his cock being serviced. Somchai has left for the night—doctor requests—and when he opens his eyes, he is surprised to see it is one of the male nurses that had come in to check up on him. He is quite good with a cock in his mouth and Matthew relaxes and lets the nurse do his thing. In a few moments, the nurse pulls down his pants and begins to ride his cock, ever so quietly as to avoid unnecessary attention, and in a few strokes he releases inside the nurse. He stays there for a moment to take it all in, squeezing his ass tight to milk every last drop but a few drops does manage to drip out of his ass and down his legs as he gets off, but he doesn’t mind and pulls up his pants and go off on his merry way to resume his job. Matthew falls back asleep. This repeats for the next few nights until he is released from the hospital. When the weekend arrives, Matthew heads back into Wet on Wellington to resume his job as a masseur, but life still has a few more curveballs installed for him. The Boss informs him that his service is no longer needed. “We can’t have you going around infecting people with HIV,” says the Boss. ‘It’s bad for business. If they die, who will come here then?” Matthew stays silent. He did not tell the Boss that he had been infecting people ever since the Boss had taken him into this role for the last seven years. He did not tell the Boss that there was no way of knowing whether someone had HIV, or any other sorts of bugs for that matter. And he did not tell the Boss that he too, probably has HIV after having sex with Matthew in the early days of his career. He remains silent and leaves the sauna early for the night and visits the nearby gay club, Sircuit, to drink away his problems, and it was on this particular night that he meet someone whom he wanted to meet for a very long time. Sitting at the bar, by himself, is the man with the scorpion tattoo on his right forearm. He looks much older than Matthew had remembered, but he would recognize the man from anywhere and anytime, and tonight, Sircuit is the where and now is the time. He sits next to the man and orders a drink, strikes up a conversation. He is surprised when the man does not recognise him, not even a little, and when he is distracted, slips a pill into his drink which sizzles and disappears. The bartender sees this but does not say a word, having witnessed too many acts of this kind to even care. The man drinks his glass, becomes drowsy, and Matthew offers him a ride home, carries him to his car, but drives in a direction other than either of their homes. If there was a place to dispose of a body, it would have to be the Grampians.

friday evening. Got a message on grindr of a profile nearby. He wanted a pump and dump. Got there, his door was open, went up and found him face down ass up on his sofa. Started fucking him and felt my cum boiling. All of a sudden his door opened and his boyfriend came home. He looked at us and said “don’t worry, please continue” and left again. The bottom guy was in panic, repeating “shit shit shit”. Felt so hot situation that i came immediately. Loaded up his ass and left. Hope next time the bf can join too. 🤓

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. -- I'm unable to find another site to post this story without a lot of re-work. It was written several months ago and wraps up a few unanswered things from "Ric's Freshman Year" ([think before following links] [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/71582-rics-freshman-year/#comments). Hopefully someone is interested in seeing how Ric and crew kept busy after his Freshman adventures. There are 7 chapters, each with three or four sections. I'm going to post these pretty quickly, otherwise I'll be posting for weeks (there's 26 parts total). Consider it my finale for fiction on BZ. --------- Chapter 1.1 - Summer Break The summer job at the home improvement store wasn't like what he was expecting. The mundane parts of stocking shelves and doing inventory were coupled with people asking questions about things he had no clue about and construction guys hitting on him. He was a little surprised, but he knew from a lot of his escorting jobs that a wide variety of straight guys liked having fun with another guy as long as no one found out or they only pretended to be straight in public. Most just wanted a blowjob, some wanted to suck, others got more adventurous and wanted to fuck. Only a few were interested in getting fucked and all gave up that idea once they saw Ric's cock. The first time a guy mentioned heading to the store bathroom for some head, he was nervous but used all of the tricks he'd learned from the many times he'd done quickies with Jim at school. Oral was as far as he'd go with guys there. After the first time he fucked a guy in the restroom, he decided if they wanted more then they would have to hire him. He'd built up a good bank account but knew he was going to blow a big chunk of it on a plane ticket and at Thad's shop. The messages between him and Mateo were almost endless, from the moment he woke up until late at night when he fell asleep. His parents weren't happy about him leaving again, even if it was just for a week. He finally told them about Mateo and their attitude changed. Now the questions were along the lines of when they could meet his boyfriend and some more awkward questions about their relationship. He really didn't want to tell them that they weren't monogamous, much less had done a couple escorting gigs together. His dad might understand but not his mom. Mateo picked him up from the airport and they drove back to the ranch. All Ric knew was that he grew up on a ranch with "some cows." Mateo seemed to be ashamed of growing up in a rural setting and Ric thought that his upbringing in the suburbs was not any better. Ric understood the desire to get away from family and experience a different place and that was just another thing that they bonded over. It took a while but they finally got to the ranch. Pulling up to the house, Ric was surprised at how out of place the large Georgian looked compared to the surroundings. Ric was greeted by Mateo's dad and brother, both of whom seemed happy that he was there. Not as much as Mateo, but close. He got a big hug from both of them as Mateo grabbed his suitcase and backpack out of the truck. They went inside to escape the heat and Ric dragged his over-packed suitcase up the stairs, following Mateo to his room. They passed a couple bedrooms and Ric wondered where he would be sleeping. "I even washed the sheets for you" Mateo said with a grin. "Where are you going to sleep?" Ric asked. "With you, of course" Mateo said as he pulled Ric into a hug and kissed him deeply. Ric was concerned since the door was wide open and if Mateo's dad or brother walked by they could see them. "Lunch in five" Mateo's dad, Miguel, yelled out from the bottom of the stairs. They kissed another minute, their hands feeling over the bodies they'd missed for the past month. Ric changed out of the jeans and tee that he'd worn on the flight to shorts and a tank and they went down for lunch. The conversation wandered as they ate, from where Mateo's brother was going to college in the fall to the size of the ranch to what activities Mateo had planned for Ric's visit. After lunch Mateo and his brother, Marco, cleaned up the kitchen. Miguel came up behind Ric and whispered "Thank you for visiting. He's really been missing you" before walking away. Miguel went back to work and the three younger guys headed into the family room and played a few video games. When Mateo got up to go to the bathroom, Marco said to Ric "He's been like a little kid before Christmas once he heard you were coming to visit. I've never seen him so happy. You must be the perfect guy for him." Ric was shocked, but he guessed that they all knew he and Mateo were more than friends. "How about we hit the pool?" Mateo asked as he came back. Soon Ric was rummaging through his suitcase trying to find the trunks he thought he brought. He found the speedo that Shane had given him and realized he'd grabbed the wrong swimsuit. Once it was on, Mateo chuckled. "My brother is straight and I know what your cock is like, there's no need to show off" he said. "I grabbed the wrong swimsuit. Unless you got another one, this is it" Ric replied. "No, that's fine. Just don't expect me to keep my hands off you" Mateo said. When they got down to the pool Marco was already swimming. Ric was disappointed that Marco had some loose board shorts on, but the tight trunks Mateo wore made him look even sexier. Marco was similar in size to Mateo but his face was clean shaven and his hair was longer. Both ears were pierced and there was a light coating of dark hair on each pec. Like Mateo, there was a nice trail running down into his shorts. He had bigger muscles than Mateo and Ric wondered if he worked on the ranch or in a gym. "Glad to see you got a better swimsuit" Ric said, remembering the warehouse party and the board shorts that he wore then. "Fuck! You really fill up that speedo. Hope it doesn't burst" Marco said with a laugh. Ric and Mateo jumped in and the three were splashing around and swimming. Marco climbed out of the pool after a while and laid out on one of the lounge chairs. After several more laps Ric swam up to Mateo and stood up, hugging him. The hug soon added a kiss and hands groping over each other's bodies. "No fuckin in the pool. I just got it clean from the last party" Marco yelled over few minutes later. Ric chuckled and went back to kissing Mateo, realizing that Marco didn't mind. Fucking was going to happen, just not right then. They climbed out of the pool and Ric sat down on the lounge chair next to Marco. "I like the ink, Ric. Are you going to do the rest of the arm?" Marco asked. "Thanks. Yeah, I have an appointment to do it when I get back. Mom's going to be pissed again but it's my body" Ric replied. "I want to get one, but dad said I have to wait until I've finished my freshman year" Marco said. "Spend the time saving for it and finding a good artist. Think about what you want, it's pretty permanent. I'd recommend the guy I go to, but he's a plane ride away" Ric said, smiling back at him. "Or you could come out and visit us at school and have the guy I used do it. He was good and friendly, but he'd probably hit on you as hard as he did me" Mateo said, winking at Ric. A short while later, Mateo said "I'm going inside. The sun is cooking me" and Ric nodded. They rinsed off under the outdoor shower, dried off and went up to Mateo's room. This time, he closed the door and pulled off his trunks. Ric tugged his speedo off and found himself pushed back onto the bed. "Your ass is going to feel so much better than my hand" Mateo said, climbing on top of Ric's body. His legs spread Ric's apart and his hands pushed them back, letting Ric grab them. Mateo moved closer, pressing his now leaking cock to Ric's hole. They grinned at each other before Mateo dripped some spit onto the exposed head of his cock and pushed in. "You're not very tight. You been fucking a lot since summer break started?" Mateo asked. Ric's grin got bigger as Mateo bottomed out. "Of course. Been working some, having fun with some friends, a few clients and some hookups. How about you?" Ric asked, briefly remembering the night before he flew out when he spent a few hours with the high school swim coach and his boyfriend swapping charged loads. "No one. The only gay guy I know around here was my high school boyfriend and he's a safe only guy" Mateo said, plowing faster. Ric flexed his ass muscles a few times and heard Mateo chuckle. "Don't even think about it. I want a nice long fuck to make up for these past weeks" he said. The thrusts got harder and Mateo pulled out and slammed back into Ric's hole. There wasn't enough spit or pre to lube him well, but he loved the burn from Mateo's cock drilling him. The friction was taking it's toll on Mateo's dick too, getting him closer to shooting his first load into an ass in over a month. He leaned over and kissed Ric, but that just excited him more. Ric clamped down a few times, each one harder than the last until he was getting pumped full of Mateo's seed. He milked Mateo's cock until there was nothing left. Minutes later, they broke their kiss and Mateo slowly pulled his spent cock out of Ric's hole. Ric let his legs down and then pulled on Mateo's arms. Once Mateo figured out Ric's intent, he straddled Rics' stomach and lined up the rigid shaft to his tight hole. Almost simultaneously, both realized that there was no way Mateo would be able to take Ric's cock without the help of some prep work and lube. Ric pushed him on to his back and rolled him on to his shoulders before shoving his face into the ass he had missed so much in the past month and a half. He had let his beard grow out and while he wasn't sure he liked how it looked, he loved getting it coated in spit when he rimmed a guy. Ric's fingers and tongue took turns stretching the tight hole. While he was eager to feel Mateo's chute wrapped around his cock, he wanted to make sure it felt good for both of them. Another couple minutes of fingering the saliva into his hole and Ric was ready. Mateo's feet were on Ric's chest as he lined up the partially covered tip to the slick hole. A few seconds of pressure got his cock through the outer ring and slowly digging in deeper. "Fuck! I missed feeling you inside me" Mateo said, grinning back at Ric. "Part of me will always be inside you" Ric said, starting to plow his dick in and out. Mateo nodded and started to rub his feet over Ric's pierced nipples making him grunt and thrust in faster. Ric grabbed his ankles and pushed back, folding Mateo up and pounding him harder. They stared at each other, wordlessly telling each other how much they missed having sex with each other. Ric began to growl and his thrusts got harder. His body bounced off Mateo's ass and once he threw his head back Mateo knew he was about to get bred again. The orgasm was long and Ric's cock throbbed as each volley of cum painted Mateo's chute. Ric leaned forward and kissed his boyfriend after the last spurt. His cock stayed hard while he was still planted inside Mateo, but after a passionate kiss he slowly pulled back and laid on the bed. Mateo crawled next to him and resting his head on Ric's shoulder. "Fuck, I can't believe how hot that looked. But... you both fuck? I thought one guy fucked and the other took it" Marco said, standing in the doorway cupping a pronounced bulge in his shorts. Ric chuckled while Mateo had a shocked look on his face. "You watched us? That's fuckin' rude. I didn't do that while you nailed that girl during the party a couple weeks ago. I closed the door and went back to the pool" Mateo said. "You could have. I wouldn't have minded. I like it when people watch. If you wanted privacy, you would have closed both doors, anyway. I was curious though when I saw the huge bulge in Ric's speedo. It was the first time I thought you might be the one taking it in the ass. And shit... that thing is even bigger now" Marco said. Ric chuckled again, realizing that his cock was still hard. "It's one of the benefits of gay sex... you can experience both sides if you want. Not all guys do though. Some only top and some only bottom" Ric explained, turned on that Marco had watched them. "Now you know. Go back to your room and waste a load. It's time for me to make Ric take it in the ass again as you so eloquently put it" Mateo said, sounding even more irritated. Ric saw Marco squirm and squeeze his hand tightly around his junk, guessing that he had just squirted cum inside his swim shorts. He wondered which image turned him on more - his brother fucking or Ric getting fucked. The shared bathroom door clicked shut as Mateo climbed between his legs. "Sorry about that. Sometimes he doesn't understand boundaries. We've always been close, but he needs to realize we need our private times" Mateo said before he licked up the length of Ric's shaft. "That's OK. I like having an audience too. It's even better when I get to 'take it in the ass' from a stud like you" Ric said as Mateo continued to lap at his cock. Ric stared down at Mateo and continued "Uh... I don't think your brother is as straight as you think he is. He may not have fooled around with a guy yet, but once he's at college, he will." Mateo stopped and looked back at Ric. "I've been thinking that too. Once I told them about you, he's been asking a lot of questions about gay life. His first won't be me. That would be too creepy" Mateo said. His attention turned back to Ric, with Mateo pushing Ric's legs back and pressing his stiff cock to his hole. Slowly his cock descended into the cum slick chute and the soft romantic side of Mateo's personality came out. The strokes were long and slow, interrupted only by matching long, passionate kisses. The thrusts eventually got a little harder and Ric responded by working his ass muscles around the stiff rod. Mateo's hands gripped Ric's shoulders and he drove himself all the way in before his cock began to pulse. Ric pulled him in for a kiss as the last spurts shot out. When the kiss ended, Mateo pulled his face away, leaving his cock still inside Ric's hole. After a few moments he broke the silence with "If he's going to watch, I'd prefer he see us making love, not rutting like dogs."

I was finally going to do it. My wife Kaitey was out of town for a long weekend visiting family. I stayed home because our pet sitter flaked out at the last minute, and anyway they'd have more fun talking about old times without having to clue me in on all their old references and stories. I decided to use the freedom to finally experience gay sex. I considered myself completely straight for the first three years of our marriage. One night, though, I was jerking off to some gangbang porn and accidentally clicked on a gay scene. I watched some twink get fucked by 4 guys and my cock had never been harder. I lasted maybe a minute before shorting a huge load. I closed the window, deeply ashamed. After a few months doing everything I could to convince myself that was a fluke, I started watching gay porn regularly. I loved watching guys take big dicks. Breeding scenes soon became my favorite. I knew from that first experience that I wanted to be the one on the bottom. Before long I signed up for a gay hookup site. I said in my profile I was married and just looking to fantasize. That didn't endear me to most of the guys there, but some were cool with a horny texting relationship. Paul lived a couple of miles away and we chatted every few weeks. He knew I was a gay virgin who fantasized about being a cum dump. Pretty soon we were explicitly talking about him breeding my ass. This had been going on for about three months before this weekend. As soon as we agreed I would stay,I texted Paul that I wanted to hook up on Saturday. I told him that despite my fantasies, he would need to fuck me with a condom. "Of course," he replied. I woke up Saturday super excited. I was going to head over at three. A couple hours before, I got cleaned up had a drink to calm my nerves. Paul texted me to say that he couldn't host me after all. His roommate had friends over and whatever. But I was alone so how about at my place? I didn't respond right away. I was nervous about him knowing where I lived. I had another drink and decided to go for it. I gave him my address. "You'll bring condoms right?" "Of course," he replied. ***** 15 minutes later he pulled up in a grey f150. I answered the door in jeans and a t-shirt. No underwear but lubed. He was mid 40s, white and fairly fit. He had more tattoos than I realized from his pics, maybe some news ones. Most of his arms were covered. My heart was pounding as I greeted him. He could tell and just said, "relax, this'll be fun." I said yeah let's get upstairs. He followed me into the bedroom. Seeing my wife's decorations made me ashamed, but the porn I had playing on tv refocused my mind. I undid his pants and pulled out his dick. Five inches and growing, I sucked it into my mouth. The first penis I'd ever sucked. I slurped and sucked. "Good boy," he said with an edge. "Get naked." I did as he said, laying on top of the duvet. He took off his clothes, too, and I got a good look at his 7" cock. His pubes were buzzed down and it seemed massive. "Larry back and spread your legs," he said impassively. I did as I was told, grabbing my legs at the knees and spreading for him. He reached for his jeans. Good, he was getting a condom. He came back with a bottle of lube and squired some on his bare cock. Paul fingered some lube in my ass and moved towards me, grabbing my legs. "Paul, condom," I said quietly. His only response was to grab a pillow and pull my ass on it. He pushed his raw dick into my hole. Fuck. "Paul, please, you promised." He picked up his pace. "I know this is what you want. Just enjoy it." It was true and I relented. Paul fucked my hole and called me a slut, pushing my legs back and apart. I stroked my cock, which was already coated in precum. It didn't take me long to squirt a load all over my stomach. Another wave of panic came over me. "Please pull out at least." With that he buried his penis in my asshole. He sighed deeply and I knew he was ejaculating. "You really do have a tight ass hun," he said cheerfully, his cock still all the way inside. I laughed uncomfortably and tried to squirm away. He grabbed me and said, "hang on." He thrusted a couple more times before pulling out, a stream of cum and lube running out of me. "I hope that ass is ready for more dick." To be continued.

just took one in an apt stairwell from a guy who couldn’t fuck me in his apartment today cause his parents are home. I could actually hear his mother talking on the phone from the apt kitchen while he fucked his load into me. iiid didn’t seem to faze him at all. he got me to pull my sweater and shorts right off and bend over with my hands against the wall and took about 5 minutes fucking a load into me. kept telling me how loose and “well used” my pussy felt so I told him about all the bathhouse loads I took this weekend along with the group of fisting daddies who took me to one last night. he said “you are the dirtiest slut I have ever met"

I recently had a top pull out of me when I didn't ask him to. He was hung and I'd just managed to comfortably take him when he pulled out and spilled his load all over my back. Very disappointing. On Grindr later, I explained that I let him in me raw for a reason and when we fucked again I expected him to breed me. He was happy to oblige.

Also some black guys that don't want to have sex with a white guy. 😱

fucking lucky little meth pig, getting that boy pussy sloppy with anon aids cum

I wasn't a big fan of toys until I started fisting. Now, especially at sex parties, if no hands are free, well chemmed up, I particularly like having a big toy in my cunt. I love feeling filled, expanded, stretched by a really long big dildo. To feel it sink deepest inside me.

GC for me also. Boy did I get fucked by them spaniards..

My motto is "Take my cock, take my load" and 98% of the time, they happily accept my little swimmers. If someone changes their mind at the last minute and asks me to pull out, I'll honor their request and then never see them again.

I think others have beaten me to it and all they say - and more - is true. The only difference I would say in my experience is that I rarely saw condoms used. What marked out the place in my mind was the complete lack of attitude. It didn’t matter if you were a muscled stud or an older guy with sagging tits, no one really cared about looks or age. And because everyone was there bollock naked - boots or trainers only - you had no idea who or what anyone was. It could be a city banker inside you or a homeless guy who’d scraped together the couple of quid to get in. There was a sling by the side of the bar and the entrance to the darkroom. You could lie in that and guys would leave their pints on the bar, come over to do the business, then return to their pints to chat about how Chelsea were doing in the league. The darkroom was almost pitch black where you would grope through a heaving mass of sweating, rutting male flesh. You would eventually find whatever you desired there but it was almost impossible to see whom you were doing it with. Not that anyone cared. At the back of that was another small area - a former urinal and toilet which was totally blacked out. That was the ultimate goal on busy nights. The Fort was the sleaziest, most depraved venue I’ve ever visited. Few friends admitted they ever went there…but I bumped into quite a few! And yet there was a raw (no pun intended) honesty about the place I’ve found nowhere else. I miss it.

What a shitty thread. 💩 surprise....

Cum belongs inside never pull out never deny us bottom boys our loads it's just not gentlemanly for a top to deny that sweet sweet seed even if some say no we all really want it ... it's just to nice feeling it shoot into ya

I've cancelled a meet because my douching hasn't gone well. I hate the smell of shit and makes me feel dirty. Accidents happen and frequently refresh myself during a meet as the more a hole is worked the more things can shift down. But if you've not made any effort, that's just bad

It's time for the last of Ric's adventures or at least the tales of them. I think I've taken care of all of the loose ends. Chapter 7.4 - Movin On They'd been studying all week, trying to get ready for finals. The silence was broken when Mateo asked "Do you remember the first day we met?" "Yeah. I woke you up so you could take a shower and you said a bunch of flattering things not realizing they weren't just thoughts in your head. Why?" Ric asked. "One of your comments was that you would never take a partner over to the bathhouse, since that's a place to hook up. We've never gone together and I know you've been there a bunch of times" Mateo said. He paused and continued "I need a break before my brain explodes. How about you show me what the allure is?". "Are you sure? It's not really your kind of place. You usually hook up only after they pass your hundred question survey. That won't work very well there" Ric told him. "If I'm going to change my ways, I should learn from the master on how to meet someone for a few minutes of mindless sex" Mateo replied, grinning back at Ric. "I usually last a lot longer than that" Ric said, rubbing his growing bulge. An hour later, they were standing in line at the bathhouse, finding out that a lot of other students were needing some stress relief sex too. Ric noticed a guy a few people in front of them that looked a little familiar. At least his head and shape did. The large back and arm tattoos were what made him question it. When he heard the voice, he remembered instantly. Ric handed over his card and their IDs and smiled at the attendant. "He in the club too?" the attendant asked and Ric nodded. "Boyfriend. We share everything" Ric replied, laughing. The guy leaned forward and said "Three looking today. Really tall blond. Other is a polar bear with a collared boy. You might be only toxic guys tonight." He pushed the IDs and card back and gave Ric a wink. Mateo followed Ric into the locker room, mimicking his moves. He saw Ric looking over at a guy that had just secured his locker when Ric asked "Peter?" The guy stopped and turned, facing Ric. A smile grew over Peter's face and he chuckled a moment before saying "Ric! How's it going?" Ric and Mateo finished stripping as Ric talked to Peter. "What's with the ink? I almost didn't recognize you. I never thought of you as a tattoo guy" Ric said. "I guess that's another thing that I got from you. Tay got one too, but it's pretty small. My views have changed on a lot of things now that I'm poz. The quiet guy is gone and I'm living life to the fullest. It's been a lot more fun" Peter said. "How's Taylor doing? I haven't heard anything from him this year" Ric asked. "He's been running around the country. The job he got is trying to get three people's work out of him. I've seen him maybe four times this year. He's going to be in town next week to pack his stuff up" Peter said. "You stayed roommates even after he found a job?" Ric asked. "Yeah, it was a place for him to crash in between his work trips. All he did was sleep and do laundry there, though. Now that I'm graduating, we're letting the lease end. I love that place, but since I'm moving to the other coast he doesn't want to keep it by himself" Peter said. Ric looked at Mateo and raised his brows. Mateo grinned back at him. "Mind if I give you a call tomorrow about the apartment? We're trying to figure out what to do about next year. I liked your place and if the rent is decent, we might be able to swing a deal with Taylor" Ric said. "That would be great. I know he doesn't want to give it up, but can't swing it on his own. I'm sure he'd give you a deal as long as you keep his ass busy when he's there" Peter said. "That, we can definitely do" Ric replied. "I should have asked Tay for his card to get in here for free. The front desk guy always had some good suggestions on who to tap" "You been sharing?" Ric asked, not expecting Peter's comment. The grin on Peter's face answered Ric's question. "Just finished a couple, that's why I'm here. They're not feeling well, if you catch my drift. One knew and it's a surprise for the other. After watching some of these guys convert, I think I figured out when Taylor's bug got me. Mine was mild compared to some of them. Anyway... I'm in the mood to bottom today before I breed someone. Hopefully there are a few tops around. Have fun" Peter said. Ric watched Peter walk confidently out of the locker room into the hall and was surprised at the transformation. "A victim of yours?" Mateo asked. "Grandson, I guess. He was one of Taylor's. I never thought he'd become a breeder. He didn't take finding out very well, but I guess he's gotten over it" Ric said. They finished stuffing their clothes in the locker, grabbed their towels and wandered out into the bathhouse. As Ric walked down the hall he heard a familiar voice call out "Beg for it!" from one of the private rooms. The door was open and Ric peered inside, with Mateo looking around him. Scotty was feeding the guy's mouth and Dan was drilling the bottom. The bottom pulled off Scotty's hard cock just long enough to cry out "Breed me!" and then inhale Scotty's hard dick again. Dan looked up and winked at Ric and Mateo right before he thrust in and blew his load inside. Ric gave him a thumbs up and they continued on their way. They found the only really tall guy in the playroom sling with a small group waiting to drill his ass so Ric thought he'd check on him later. There were a few bottoms in private rooms offering up their holes, but Ric kept looking to see the entire menu. "What about that guy?" Mateo asked as they passed yet another room with a cute guy laying on the bed, fingering his hole. "Unless I have someone I'm looking for, I like to see what all the choices are, first" Ric explained. They passed the dark room and saw yellow tape over the doorway and the lights on inside. A cleaning cart was there and someone was scrubbing the place down wearing a hazmat suit. "Kinky" Mateo said, laughing. They finished the lap and Ric stopped. "Want to share the polar bear and his sub? There were a few others that I haven't done before so we could share one of them or split up" Ric said. "Think the bear is going to bottom? I really don't want to be a live sex show for him while we do his sub" Mateo said. "The guy at the front desk said they were both looking, but you're right, he might just be looking for someone to tag his sub. They were the only pair we saw, other than Dan and Scotty. We can ask..." Ric said. They went back to the polar bear's room and looked in. They were still in the same spots, the bear on the bed, slowly stroking his average sized cock and the sub kneeling on his towel on the floor, watching. The bear looked to be a few inches taller than Ric and Mateo, beefy with a covering of white hair over his entire front which matched the dense beard on his face. His head was shaved, but that was the only part they could see that was. The sub was thin and hairless except for a small trimmed bush and his long hair tied up in a bun. Mateo was standing next to Ric in the doorway when Ric asked "What you guys lookin for?" The sub didn't move but the bear looked over both Ric and Mateo and licked his lips. "Uh... you two probably are more interested in my boy but I'd like to feel at least one of those nice pieces in me too" he said. Mateo smiled and replied "That sounds like a much better idea. You ever get fucked next to your boy?" The bear nodded 'no' and said "Most guys around here aren't interested in an old guy's ass. Too many college boys to fuck if they need a bottom." "Then you're gonna be tight and hungry for some dick, huh?" Mateo asked. The bear nodded, looking a little embarrassed but as his dick hardened a bit more, Mateo knew it also aroused him. "Let's see how good those lips feel" Mateo said, walking into the room first. The bear moved to the edge of the bed, bending over to take Mateo's quickly hardening cock into his mouth. Ric followed and walked up to the sub, looking down at him. He hadn't said a word, yet Ric knew from his face that he was eager to try something bigger than his Dom's cock. Mateo enjoyed the talented tongue and lips as they played with his cock and piercing. He expected an older bear to be experienced and he was, expertly prepping his cock for the coming fuck. Ric found the sub much less experienced and struggling to take more than a couple inches into his mouth. He spent a lot of time working over the foreskin and head, but Ric wanted his whole shaft to get some attention. Ric got more aggressive and found that was the key. With his hands on the sub's head, he worked his cock in deeper until his cock was nudging into the sub's throat. Ric looked over and while Mateo was enjoying his oral servicing, he was having to work for it. He imagined the sub's other hole was going to be even more work to get into. The bear pulled off Mateo's cock and growled "Take the damn dick" at the sub, before he took a deep breath and slowly pushed his face back on to Mateo's shaft. The further his cock slid into the sub's throat, the more Ric was surprised at the bottom's need to please his Dom. He didn't even need to get his cock all the way into the guy's throat, he was saving that for his ass. Ric slowly plowed his cock in and out of the sub's throat a few more minutes before pulling his cock all the way out. He tilted the guy's head up and smiled at him. The sub looked worried at first, but once he saw Ric's smile he knew that Ric was satisfied. Satisfied for the moment. "Move forward to the bed but knees stay on the floor" Ric said calmly. The sub turned before moving closer and resting his arms on the edge of the bed before looking back. Ric nodded and knelt down behind him. Ric felt some lube in the hole and shook his head, knowing from the greasy feeling that he wasn't going to want to taste it. Fingers and some spit would be the only prep he'd do on the sub. He knew that Mateo and the bear were watching him and wondered how long they would wait to start fucking. They didn't move until Ric had a pair of fingers easily twisting inside the sub's chute. Mateo had a much easier job and was sliding his cock into the bear's hole about the time Ric was giving the final few twists with three fingers. The bear's moan was low and sultry as Mateo drove his dick in to the base. Ric pushed the sub closer to the bed, so his head was over the edge. One hand pushed his face into the soiled mattress and the other guided his cock to the quivering hole. Even with the long prep, it was a tight fit. The lube and spit helped, but the sub was still writhing and groaning with each push. Slowly he started to relax and Ric was able to plow faster. With the cries from the sub calming down, Ric let up on his head and moved both hands to his shoulders. The bear was getting drilled, his moans and grunts showing how much he liked the bare dick that was using his ass. It took a few more minutes until Ric was able to match his boyfriend's pace. The leaking precum helped, but Ric knew the sub would be sore for a few days once he was done. He briefly wondered if the sub and Dom were sexual or just liked the power dynamic. It didn't matter, the bear's cock would never prepare the sub for the pounding he was getting now. Ric never got more than two thirds of his cock in the sub, but with the tightness he needed to vary the pace to delay his orgasm. Mateo was the first to cum, thrusting in hard and planting his load in as deep as he could. The bear moaned loudly, saying "Oh fuck yeah... I needed that so bad." Ric began to drill the sub harder, hearing him whimper as his chute got battered with each stroke. He looked over to the door and saw a few guys watching them fuck. Dan was behind Scotty, both of them grinning, with a thirties cub jacking his cock in time with Ric's thrusts. "Swallow it" Ric told Scotty, who nodded and dropped to his knees in front of the cub and opened his mouth. The cub grabbed Scotty's head and fucked his face a few times before filling Scotty's mouth with cum. Ric smiled and gave one hard shove before showering the sub's guts with his viral jizz. Seconds after Ric pulled out, the sub spun around and began to lick his cock clean. With the first lap came a whimper, as the sub tasted the cum mixture. Ric knew he had probably damaged the soft tissue inside the sub's chute and cum wasn't the only thing the he tasted. The bear didn't seem to be interested in cleaning Mateo off, so he moved next to Ric and offered his partially hard cock to the sub. Ric looked over and Scotty was getting back up and shared the cub's load with a long kiss with Dan. The bear muttered "Oh fuck" when he saw Mateo's back for the first time. Ric smiled at him as he rubbed the sub's head. He was sure the next conversation they had would be interesting, but he didn't want to stick around to find out. The cub had wandered off, followed by Dan and Scotty, so Ric and Mateo walked out of the small room and back towards the playroom to see if the tall guy was still around. -- There were two guys still waiting their turn on the tall guy's ass and Ric thought it was perfect since it would let their balls refill before they had another chance to fuck. Ric looked around and saw Jason standing in the corner in the same leather gear he always wore. Bobby was kneeling next to him watching the show. Ric walked over and saw a smile start to form on Jason's normally serious face. "How's it going, Jason?" Ric asked softly before nodding at Bobby to acknowledge him. "Fuckin' good. That bug of yours is pretty damn sneaky. It got Bobby and your old roommate. How are you doing?" Jason said with an evil grin. "Oh? I thought you weren't going to let Bobby tag him" Ric replied. He watched Bobby look up at him and smile. "I wasn't. I might have liked watching that piece of shit get fucked and used, but I wasn't planning on getting him charged up. Bobby didn't get the flu like I did but his viral load was more than enough to knock Steve up" Jason told him. "Oh wow. I bet he's pissed. Did you get him tested?" Ric asked. Jason nodded before explaining "We did. He was a very sick boy for a week and after he got over converting, I took him to the clinic. Toxic as fuck. Since I don't trust him, I locked his little prick up so he doesn't go out infecting unsuspecting people." "Fuck, I'd love to see that. I don't think I'd fuck him, but it would be good to see him caged and unable to use his proudest possession. So, has Bobby bred the guy in the sling? I heard he wanted something potent" Ric said. "No, I don't want him to be the only viral guy to breed him. All the poz guys that have fucked Shorty so far have been on meds. You going to do the deed?" Jason asked. Ric's cock twitched and he chuckled at the six foot seven inch bottom's nickname. After a short pause he replied "My boyfriend and I were thinking about it." "You should. He's been trying for a while" Jason said, grinning back at him. Mateo had been listening to the conversation and when the last guy pulled out of Shorty, he approached. A firm tug impaled his stiff cock inside the sloppy hole and made Shorty cry out. He pushed him away and then speared the hole again, repeating the same motion over a dozen times. The bottom may have been lubed with several cum loads, but the abuse from Mateo's pierced cock was tearing him up just like the bear earlier. A few guys had been drawn in by the large scorpion tattoo on Mateo's back to watch them fuck. Fifteen minutes of plowing the battered hole accompanied by numerous "knock him up", "own his ass" and "poz the slut" had Mateo ready to shoot. The bottom had finally realized that he was about to get a charged load of cum and began begging for it. Spurts of bug filled cum joined what was left from the previous guys. Ric whispered to Jason and seconds later was taking the leash from his hand. He led Bobby over to the sling, moving his grip to the other end of the leash next to the leather collar and told him softly to breed the bottom. Ric's stiff shaft nestled between Bobby's butt crack and he felt it clench when Shorty bottomed out on Bobby's shaft. A few more swings and Bobby's dick was driving into the cum soaked hole with an even rhythm. Ric lined his cock up and the next time the bottom drove back down on Bobby's cock, Ric shoved his cock in. Bobby groaned, feeling the cock that had knocked him up once again stretching him open. A few more times and Bobby began fucking back on Ric's dick and into the bottom's hole. "You like knocking up Steve?" Ric whispered into Bobby's ear. A moaned "Mmhmm" came out of Bobby's mouth while the three continued to fuck. "I hope your master lets you do more" Ric said softly. "He is" Bobby said breathlessly as an ass slammed back on his cock and Ric's shaft planted itself deep inside him. Ric could feel that Bobby was getting close. With most guys, he'd pinch or twist their nipples, but for Bobby he slipped two fingers inside the collar, making it dig into his throat. Bobby whimpered and thrust in when the bottom swung back the next time. After two more full length drives, Bobby grabbed Shorty's legs and buried his cock in, holding it there. Ric felt the pulses as Bobby's ring milked his cock. "Yeah... That's it. Breed that neg hole" Ric whispered into Bobby's ear after he pumped few shots in. While his load didn't go into Shorty's ass, his bug did. Bobby got another charged load in his ass too as Ric unloaded several ropes of seed. They slowly pulled away and Ric led him back to Jason, handing the leash over. "That was fuckin hot" Jason said, grinning at Ric. There was a pause and he then said "You know, you own him as much as I do. He's yours to use any time you want." -- Mateo and Ric talked it over, not knowing all the info, yet. They weren't sure of the costs or how they would split the rent, but it seemed to solve their housing for the next year with Mateo graduating at the end of fall semester and starting work. Mateo wouldn't be able to stay in the dorms once he'd graduated and while Ric knew he'd miss the dorms it was time to move on. "Are you interested in staying in your apt with 2 roommates?" Ric sent to Taylor. He got back a simple confused reply of "???" from Taylor. "Talked w/Peter at bh. said he was moving out and u wanted to keep apt, but too much $$$" was followed by "bf & I need a place next yr. Thought we could take Peter's bedroom and split w/ u. Still avail? how much?" Ric sent back. "OMG that sounds gr8" Taylor sent back, followed by "Let me talk to rental co." ----------------------------- THE END Thanks for reading

Chapter 7.3 - Out-side, Pushing In The four guys sat at the table in the dorm cafeteria eating dinner when Scotty said "I never knew how many gay guys there were on the floor." Ric and Mateo chuckled before Ric said "I kind of told some of them to respect your relationship and desire to be in the closet. I knew you'd come out eventually. Have you been hooking up with any of them?" Scotty blushed and Dan laughed. "All but one that I know of and we're working on him. Did you know that Will does porn? It was really hot to swap loads with a porn star" Dan said. Ric smiled, not wanting to tell him that he'd been with two guys that have done porn. "It's kind of cool to see you guys getting more adventurous. Being out isn't all that scary, is it?" he said. "A couple people have made rude comments and we haven't told our parents yet but it's been a lot better than I thought" Dan said. "Do it on your own pace. Have you left your mark on anyone yet?" Mateo asked. Both Dan and Scotty got big grins on their faces. "Yeah, a few. We ran into the guys we did with Ric at the bathhouse a few days after that first time. They were eager for us to fuck them again, but like the first time, they got scared after we came in them. It was the same the next two times we saw them and then they didn't show up for a couple weeks. We really got turned on when we found out they were our first" Dan said. Scotty looked really excited and added "I hooked up with a guy upstairs a few times. He likes to flip which was new to me. He was surprised when he converted, he thought I was undetectable but he never asked." Dan nodded before saying "I did a guy that kept flirting with me at the gym. He always wore a wrestling singlet to workout in. It looked hot, but that thing came off really fast in the locker room. I thought he'd get turned off when I told him I was poz, but it didn't slow him at all. He loved doing it in the shower stalls and sometimes we'd have guys watch. I expect stuff like that at the bathhouse, not in the athletic center." -- Mateo had been tapping out a conversation on his phone for the past hour before he stopped and looked at Ric. "When is your next frat party with Devon?" he asked. "Uh... This Saturday. I hope it's not going to mess up your plans" Ric replied. Mateo snickered and replied "That's what I thought. I was actually trying to find something to do while you left me at home. My project is finally done and I have some free time." "I can cancel if you want to do something. It's the last one of the semester, though" Ric said after a short pause. "No, I know how much you like getting dressed up and eating expensive food. Besides, I got a couple guys that asked about hiring me for the night. One was for a fraternity party at a ritzy hotel. Would it be too weird if I was there with another guy?" Mateo asked. Ric laughed before telling Mateo "I don't have a problem with it. I think the only person that would be there that knows we're partners is Devon and he knows we're open. I won't tell him you're doing it for money. We can ignore each other or be friendly, it depends on what your client is comfortable with." Mateo sighed with relief. "OK. It sounds like he only wants someone for the social part. I won't be fucking his brains out like you will with Devon. I think I'll do the job. It could be fun to see you socialize with the rich folks" he said. -- "Holy shit... Is that your boyfriend?" Devon asked as they stood to the side looking over the crowd. "Yeah, some guy asked if he'd be his date for the night and he said yes since I was going to be out with you" Ric replied. "Damn, I've never seen Marcus with a guy. Usually it's some hot sorority girl that he's got his hands all over" Devon said. "It's probably best if you don't tell... Marcus you know Mateo" Ric said, getting a nod back. "Oh, how are Sami and Mick doing? I haven't seen them tonight" Ric asked. "Both are doing OK. Sami went on meds right away. His conversion was really hard and he was scared he'd have AIDS before he graduated. He's the house cumdump though and will take anyone's dick. Mick escaped our bugs. I have no idea how and Sami is pissed at him for it" Devon replied. "Did he get tested? Not everyone gets sick during conversion. I know some guys that were toxic as fuck for a couple months until they found out" Ric said. Devon chuckled and replied "I don't think so. That would be pretty wild. I know he's fucked quite a few guys." They continued to talk until Marcus came over. "Hi Devon. I bet you're a little surprised" Marcus said as he walked up to them. He was tall, about Devon's height but more muscled with perfectly cut blond hair. Marcus looked at home in his tux and his manicured nails showed that he probably had never gotten them dirty in his life. There wasn't a mark on his body, nor any jewelry that Ric could see. "A little... Is this your date for tonight?" Devon asked, seeing Mateo smile back at him. Devon didn't make any hints that he'd met Mateo several times and usually naked. Ric wondered where the nice suit that his boyfriend was wearing came from, since he'd never seen it before. "Yes it is. Matt, this is Devon. He's a friend in one of the other houses. Devon is the one that gave me the confidence to finally come out" Marcus said with no hesitation. Introductions were made and Ric shook his boyfriend's hand, giving him a wink. Ric finally knew what name Mateo used when he hired out and found it funny since Mateo was always quick to correct anyone that called him that normally. They talked a while, sipping on champagne and noticing a lot of people look their way. "I never thought that you were queer, Marcus. Why come out now instead of waiting until you graduate in a month?" Devon asked. "It was just getting too hard to fake being straight. Every time I'd see you at one of these events with a stud next to you, I'd get envious. You were out and no one seemed to make an issue of it. The hardest part was finding a date that was as hot as yours" Marcus said, grinning. "Well, congratulations. Expect some comments, but most will be good. I hope you got a room tonight so you can celebrate all night long" Devon replied, winking at Marcus. "Uh... Thanks... but we're just friends. I did get a room but that's because I know that most of my house is going to continue the party back there until breakfast and I need to get some sleep" Marcus replied. The four moved toward the dance floor once their glasses were empty. Ric saw several people come up to Marcus and make comments to him and Mateo. His boyfriend was smoothly dancing with both Marcus and the other guests. Some came over and danced with Ric and Devon too, with Ric grinding on more than a few asses and getting groped repeatedly by supposedly straight guys and a few women. While Ric checked on his boyfriend a few times during the night, he left him alone to do his job. Marcus' comment about using the hotel room just to sleep disappointed him, but he figured Mateo would try to convince him for at least a little action. As the last few songs got played, Ric swapped spots with Mateo but his dancing got much more erotic. Mateo did the same with Devon and Ric could see them talking. As the music ended and the lights came up Ric made his way back to Devon. He watched his boyfriend and client say goodbye to a few people and then head towards the door. Mateo followed Marcus down the hall to the elevator and up to the ninth floor. He'd told Marcus up front that a social event was one fee and any additional activities would be extra. He'd come prepared and had a few packets of lube and some condoms in his pocket. As expected, the alcohol and dancing had made sure that Marcus' hormones were racing through his body. They got to the room where Mateo would find out just how far Marcus wanted to go or if he was heading home. They walked inside and Marcus turned and planted his lips on Mateo's. "I hope you don't have to go home right away" Marcus started out. A smile came over Mateo's face. "Well, you know the deal. It's totally up to you" he said. "Did you bring condoms?" Marcus asked. "I did, but you really should bring your own in the future. How much experience do you have with guys?" Mateo asked. "About six over the past couple years. It's kind of hard to find guys that I trust to keep it quiet" Marcus said. "Well, you won't have to worry about that any more" Mateo replied. He could tell that the conversation was killing the vibe so he just went for it. Mateo pushed the tux coat off Marcus' shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. "Ready to have some fun?" Mateo asked with a grin and watched Marcus nod 'yes'. The shirt got unbuttoned while Marcus unbuckled his belt let his pants drop. With Marcus standing there in his underwear, it was now Mateo's turn to strip. "Damn, you're even sexier naked. Those pictures don't really do you justice" Marcus said as Mateo pressed on top of each of his shoulders. Marcus was on his knees, still wearing a pair of CK briefs and a pair of black dress socks. He stared at Mateo's cock a moment and then looked up. "Do you take this out?" he asked, fixated on the metal piercing. "Not unless I have to. Try it, just watch your teeth" Mateo replied. Marcus held the stiffening shaft with one hand and his tongue started to lick over the piercing and head. While Mateo assumed this was his first pierced cock, Marcus did a good job playing with it with his tongue and avoiding any chipped teeth. He wasn't as successful on the first few tries of getting it into his throat, but he kept trying and finally got it in. Mateo looked back and saw he had a good ten feet to get over to the bed. He let Marcus suck and slobber on his dick for several more minutes before pushing his head off his fully hard cock. He tilted Marcus' head back and nodded with his head toward the bed. Marcus gave a quick nod and stood, quickly walking over to the bed and looking back. When he got to the edge, Mateo said "That's good. Just bend over..." He pulled the packets out of his pocket, followed Marcus and set them down on the bed. Mateo knelt behind him and pulled the briefs down. Marcus' body trembled and Mateo knew how nervous he was. A hand gently caressing each mound calmed Marcus a bit but the tongue that lapped from his balls up to his tight ring got him relaxed and moaning. Mateo was glad that all he tasted was Marcus' scent and while he might not have a ton of experience bottoming, he knew to prepare for it. The next few minutes got a pair of fingers fully planted and twisting around alternating with his tongue. The hole slowly relaxed along with the rest of Marcus' body. Unlike his boyfriend, Mateo didn't dread putting on a condom. He'd rather have covered sex than no sex and with clients he usually played safe unless they told them they wanted it bare. While his tongue dug into the slick hole, he reached over and picked up a condom. Mateo's tongue and fingers were only off his pucker for a moment to roll the sheath on his cock, but Marcus whined softly at the lack of attention. Once it was slicked up, Mateo dripped some more lube on the throbbing ring and lined up. Marcus moaned the second that he felt the covered tip hit his hole. His cock nudged in a few times before Marcus relaxed. With the piercing and head inside, Mateo's hips rolled, plunging his cock deeper into Marcus' chute. "Oh my god that feels good... I've been waiting all night for this" Marcus moaned out. "Yeah? Feels good for me too" Mateo said, driving his next few thrusts deeper. He chuckled to himself hearing that Marcus was planning on sex all along. "Oh fuck! There's more?" Marcus asked, causing Mateo to laugh. "Just a bit. You want it all?" he asked. "Not sure I can..." Marcus replied. "Let's find out" Mateo said, moving his hands to Marcus' shoulders, gripping firmly and planting his hips on the lightly haired butt. Marcus gasped and trembled a bit, but Mateo pulled back and drove in as deep as he could with his hips bouncing off the mounds this time. Thus began the next several minutes drilling the surprisingly willing hole. Marcus' moans slowly turned into groans about the same time Mateo wanted to change positions. He gave a few final thrusts and pulled off. The soft whine returned, making Mateo grin. Obviously Marcus wasn't ready to stop. "Climb on the bed and lay on your back" Mateo told him calmly. Marcus followed directions, but pulled his legs back and exposed both his eager hole and a very stiff cock almost resting on his stomach. Mateo dripped more lube on the hole and then rubbed the last of the packet over his covered cock. Climbing on the bed, he lined his cock up and slid back inside. Marcus grinned back at him as the speed built back up. A pair of legs rested on Mateo's shoulders while he'd been plowing with long strokes. Mateo began to shove harder, watching Marcus tug on his own cock with one hand and trying to time their orgasms together. He had been thrusting in several minutes when he yelled out "FUCK!" and pulled back out. Shreds of latex hung off his cock which he quickly discarded. The familiar whine came from Marcus before he asked "What?" "The condom broke. Just a second" Mateo replied. "Shove it back in! I need you back inside me" Marcus cried out. Mateo froze, staring back at him and not reaching over for the other condom packet. "You know the risk" he replied calmly. "I don't care! I need to feel your cock inside me. I'm so close it hurts!" Marcus yelled back. He had seen it happen several times before, a bottom's desire for safe sex went out the window once they felt a cock pounding them. Marcus was no different and the minute it would take Mateo to put the new condom on and get it lubed would be too long. The pleading look on Marcus' face confirmed it and was immediately replaced by a euphoric expression the instant that he felt Mateo's bare shaft planted inside him again. Seconds later, he was back drilling Marcus' chute, this time with much more feeling of his bare cock on Marcus' guts. "Oh my god!" Marcus cried out as he stroked his cock even harder. Whether he knew he was working his ass muscles around Mateo's cock or not, it got both of them closer every second that passed. Mateo started to grunt as he fought off his orgasm while Marcus just moaned louder. The first rope of Marcus' cum flew over his head, the second and third landed on his face while the rest covered his chest and stomach. The third of Marcus' shots was the one that brought Mateo along for the ride. He may have been planning on pulling out and showering Marcus' front side with his charged load, but he was just too used to cumming inside a guy. After the last pulse, Mateo stood there a minute as both of them recovered. He pulled his still rigid cock free and lowered Marcus back to the bed before laying next to him. "Damn, that was the best sex I've ever had. It felt so good after the condom broke. I've never felt a guy fuck me without one before and when I felt your cock throb inside of me when you came it was amazing" Marcus said after laying there breathing heavily for a few minutes. Mateo laid there a few more moments before he replied "Yeah, that was good." He wondered how long he should stay but when he remembered that Ric was with Devon, there wasn't a reason to hurry home. Marcus nuzzled his head on Mateo's shoulder and softly rubbed his hand over Mateo's chest. A minute later he was sleeping which made Mateo chuckle. He closed his eyes and was asleep, too, a few minutes later. He woke almost two hours later. The lights in the room were still on and a pair of eyes were staring at him. The hand on his cock wasn't his and it slowly started to stroke, taking it from stiff to hard as a rock. Marcus asked "Can we do it again?" His tone had lost most of the confidence from earlier and Mateo thought he might even be embarrassed asking. Mateo smiled and winked at him. "If you want. I only have one more condom, though" he said, rubbing his hand over Marcus's back. "No rubber this time. I want to see what it's like bare the whole time" Marcus said, a little more sure of himself once Mateo hadn't told him 'no'. "It's your choice. Is there anything you haven't done before you'd like to try?" Mateo asked. Marcus shook his head 'no' before saying "Do what you like to do." A grin covered Mateo's face as he rolled over and moved between Marcus' legs. "Just let me know if I get too rough" he said, lifting both legs up. Marcus grabbed his legs, pulling them back like before, exposing his now bruised hole. Mateo licked a pair of fingers and rubbed around the ring before pushing in. It felt a little slick but he knew that some of his load from their first fuck had soaked in. Two gobs of spit rubbed over his shaft was all the lube he was going to give Marcus to start. He teased the hole with the piercing and tip of his cock for several seconds before Marcus said "The ring... you're leaving it in?" "Yeah, you took it before. Now you get to feel it as it goes in. I wish it was bigger like a friend of mine's, but it still feels good" Mateo said right before he pushed harder and felt the ring and mushroom head drag past the tight entrance. He stopped just barely inside and looked at Marcus' face. His eyes were wide and mouth open, yet he didn't say anything. Mateo grinned and pulled back out, keeping his eyes glued on Marcus' to see his response. Another push took him back inside and once again, he watched Marcus closely. This time he got a gasp. He repeated this a few more times, getting Marcus used to feeling his cock enter him. After six times, Mateo plowed deeper making the gasp last longer. Mateo held back the moan that was trying to escape his mouth. The tight chute gripped his shaft and it was only helped by a little leftover cum and some slowly leaking precum from his dick. From there, he slowly increased the pace. While the strokes were firm, he wasn't pounding Marcus' hole. Not yet, anyway. Mateo gave a firm shove, moving closer to Marcus and then leaning forward. Marcus rested his legs on Mateo's shoulders and braced his hands on the bed. The sinister grin on Mateo's face told him the slow fuck was about to get more intense. A dozen strokes had Mateo's hips slapping into Marcus' ass, pulling back three quarters length and driving back in. Marcus's face may have looked a little worried, but he hadn't said anything. The drilling varied from firm to hard and back. When he started to hear pained groans from Marcus, Mateo pulled out drooling a few ropes of spit down over the battered hole and shoved back in. The added slickness let him easily plow all the way in and thrust harder. It let him drag the fuck out a few more minutes but he felt the cum start to rise. "Almost there... You want me to pull out?" Mateo asked breathlessly. Marcus shook his head 'no' and then told him "It felt so good before. I want more." "I'm gonna own your ass then" Mateo growled out as he jabbed his cock in, first to the left and then to the right. A few last thrusts and he buried his cock in deep, feeling his cock throb as ropes of cum flooded Marcus' gut. "Oh shit!" Marcus yelled out after the second pulse and he began to shoot his own load over his chest. Like with Marcus, Mateo's second load was smaller than the first but still enough to coat the battered chute. He rocked his hips after the last spurt, looking at Marcus' face to see if he'd been to rough. "No one's ever made me cum without me stroking before. That was wild!" he said, with a large grin on his face. "You ever try licking a cock after it's fucked you?" Mateo asked and the shocked look on Marcus' face gave him the answer without a word being uttered. Mateo pulled out slowly, trying to leave as much cum inside as he could. After rolling over on to his back, Marcus crawled between his legs and gave a few tentative laps of his tongue. "If you cleaned out good enough, you won't have to worry. The tongue licked a few more times before Marcus took it in his mouth. Moans came out of both of them while he sucked and slurped. With the last of the cum in his stomach, Marcus crawled back next to Mateo, laying on his side as his hand caressed Mateo's chest. The light got flicked off and both were soon sound asleep. The morning fuck in the shower had Marcus bent over, getting one last short plowing and six ropes of cum painted over his well fucked tunnel. They cleaned up and Mateo left the room with two envelopes in his pocket and a smile on his face.

Chapter 14 The tongue left the married guys hole and it felt like that part of him was going to explode. The voice behind him said “ Hold Still “. He felt a cool metallic feeling at the entrance to his ass. The Married guy push back to feel more of this new and great sensation. The guy let the head of his cock pop into the ass in front of him. The Married guy had no idea that this was the cock that was in the Kid earlier, the guy with the new Bio-hazard tattoo on him was now splitting open his hole. The Guy popped it in and out a couple times to get the hole ready for the next part. At the same time the guy in front of him put his cock back in the Married guy’s mouth and stared slowly pumping short strokes. Not quite to the point of gagging him but getting deeper and deeper with every stroke. The guy behind him pulled out and reminded him to hold still. He reached not his shorts and pulled out a permanent parker. He said “ I wanted to try this all night but didn’t think I would get a chance to do this “. He opened it up and knelt down behind the Married guy. He licked the tender hole a couple times. The sent electric shivers through the married guy’s body. The guy that was attached to the cock in his mouth reached under the Married guy and began to play with his nipples. He was rubbing and pinching them. The Married guy could never remember that part of his body so alive. He felt a tingly sensation on his ass cheek and then the other one. The Guy behind him was writing something on his ass. Between this, the nipple play and the chems he was in sensory overload and couldn’t stay still. He remembered when he was younger, and would do this to women and felt jealous that a woman would get all this just so the guy could get in her. The guy behind him reached under and grabbed his shrunken cock and gave it a couple tugs. The Married guy jerked up with this and the cock that was in his mouth suddenly went balls deep. He couldn’t breath but there was no gaging, just pleasure knowing he was able to do this. The guy behind him blew a couple breaths on the butt cheeks and stepped back to admire his work. On the upper left cheek was the word ‘ SPUN ‘ , on the upper right cheek was the word ‘ SLUT ‘. On the mid left cheek the word ‘ CUNT ‘ with an arrow pointing to his hole. Wich now had a new name. Since this was permanent marker, it would be there for a while. Not only was the married guy a chem slut, now he had the branding to prove it. The guy stood up and put the head of his pierced cock against the red swollen cunt of the Married guy and pushed about half of his cock up into him. All you cold hear from the married guy was an ‘ umpffff ‘ sound around the cock that was in his mouth. The Bio-Hazzard guy asked the Married guy “ You want my babymaker up your cunt slut “ ? The married guy mumbled “ ahhhaa “ . The Bo-Hazzard guy said “ I am going to impregnate you bitch “. He pulled out and looked at the gaping hole and had an idea. He took out his baggie, there wasn’t much in there anymore but there was some ground up Tina. He poured it in the Married guys gaping hole. He pushed it inside the hole with his cock. The guy in the Married guy’s mouth pulled out for a minute. He wanted to hear the reaction to what he just saw. The Married guy said “ Ohhh, That feels so good, I really need it “ The burning heat of the Meth hadn’t hit the Married guy’s brain yet. The one guy started to put his cock back in the mouth of the Married guy what all of a sudden his eyes opened wide an d he squealed “ Fuck, that burns, take your cock out it is burning me “ ! He remembered that burning earlier but this was a lot more intense. The Bio-Hazzard guy chuckled and said “ That isn’t my cock, it is the Tina I put in there “. The Married guy questioned “ Tina “ ? The One guy that was about to plug is cock back into the Married guy’s mouth said “ You know, Meth, drugs “ ? The Marred guy said “ but I don’t do drugs “. The guy pushed his cock back into the Married guy’s mouth and kept pinching his nipples. At the same time saying “ Well, you are tonight “. “ This is at least your second time with Tina up our new Cunt hole “. The Burning was staring to subside and the Married guy was really enjoying the action he was getting. The Guy fucking him said it probably burns more because his piercing was probably ripping his hole up. He said “ When I am done with you, You’re going to have a fucked up cunt in more than one way “ .

This past weekend was Pride weekend in Atlanta. So I felt obligated to offer my slut ass up, especially for the out of town boys. I went to my favorite gay club Friday night that also has a darkroom. I lubed up my slut hole and headed in wearing a pair of pink lace panties showing my ass cheeks, crop top, chain collar and arm sleeves. I looked and felt real slutty, had a couple drinks, shaked my ass on the dance floor before heading to the darkroom. Didn’t take long before guys started taking turns fucking and breeding my cumdump hole. I sort of have a reputation there and collected 6 loads before leaving for the sex club. My ass is pretty well known at the sex club as someone who takes all cocks and loads. I was already filled with 6 loads and seeking more guys to fuck and breed me! I went to the darkroom and climbed onto the fuck horse and spread my ass apart exposing my sloppy hole. I ended up taking 10 more cocks and a collection of toxic, bugged filled loads in my charged up slut hole 💦☣️🦂😈!! My ass was totally wrecked but felt awesome. Can’t wait to do it again!

The school year is coming to an end. Four parts to go... --------- Chapter 7.1 - Futures They were sitting in the hot tub at Joe's apartment complex and were on the second round of beers when yet another guy came walking toward the tub and muttered "Oh shit... poz" before changing directions towards the regular pool. Kyle laughed and sunk back into the water. "We might need to find a new place, Joe. I think we've tagged as many as we can at this apartment complex. I'm not even sure the last one saw mine. Mateo's was all it took" Kyle said. He got grins from the other three. "This app says eight are looking. Ric's been pretty successful by cruising the bathroom. They follow him in and come out changed for life. You guys can try, I'll save the spots. I'm saving my load for some college boys tomorrow" Joe replied. "I can give you a list of the good cruising places on campus if you want" Ric said. Joe laughed. "Not here, this time. I'm flying out in the morning for a campus recruiting thing. The company needs some fresh meat and since we finished my project early, I get to go interview at a couple university job fairs. This time, I'm on the other side of the table and get to make them sweat" he explained. "Sweat as you pound them or from night sweats after you've knocked em up?" Kyle asked. Joe laughed and said "The last school was weird. None of the underclassmen wanted to hookup. They said I was too old. I did a couple grad students though and one professor." "Ah, too young to be a daddy, too old to be an undergrad. Actually, those are my favorites, but I'm different than most college guys, I guess" Ric replied, snickering. Mateo gave him a wink before saying "I need to start doing interviews. I'm not going to graduate this semester, but I should get some practice in. I hate doing things like that so I probably suck." "Suck the interviewer good enough and you'll get the job. Just ask Joe" Kyle said. Everyone laughed but Joe. "Yeah. We have new rules because of Greg and me. I can't be part of the interview process if its with anyone I've fucked, or as HR puts it 'had an intimate relationship'". "We've been intimate? The sex I have with you is nothing like when Mateo and I do it. That's usually very intimate" Ric said with a big grin. "Sometimes. Other times we rut like dogs. Just ask my brother. But... I need to piss, so let's see if I can lead any of these bottoms to a quick, intimate encounter" Mateo said. He climbed out of the tub, dried off and slipped on his flip-flops before heading into the building. "Have you seen the guy we tag teamed last year?" Ric asked. "Yeah, that slut is still around. Last time he had a few loads in him before I added mine" Kyle said. Mateo walked slowly into the lobby, down the hall to the restroom and to a urinal. He pulled his partially hard cock out of his trunks and began to pee. A tall thin guy walked past him saying "Nice ink. Are you a Scorpio?" "Nah... I just like to warn guys I can sting" Mateo said, shaking off the last few drops. It had become his regular line when guys asked, since he wanted to make sure anyone he fucked knew what they were getting. "Uh... Uh... What do you mean?" the guy asked, standing at the urinal but not pissing. Mateo looked at the guy and replied "I think you know what I mean. Want to take a chance at a more positive future?" He could tell the guy was nervous but watched him back up slightly with a rigid cock in his hand, pointing straight out. Mateo slid his hand in the back of the guy's speedo and fingered the hole. "Five minutes of fun can lead to a lifetime of consequences" he said as he guided the guy into the stall. He pushed the swimsuit down and the bottom stepped out of one leg before straddling the toilet and leaning against the wall. Mateo pushed his finger in, forcing some spit deeper before adding more spit and a second finger. The fingers were shortly replaced with his bare cock. He had been too eager to get his dick in the guy to close the stall door so his leg held it open. The tight hole felt too good to worry about it and once he'd slid his cock all the way in, he began to drill him. Mateo never fucked hard other than a few firm thrusts. Unlike Ric, he wasn't a hole wrecker. He wanted it to feel like any other fuck, just one that might leave a lasting impression. He got into a good pace, bouncing off the lightly padded ass when he heard someone come into the bathroom. From the stories Ric had told him of that bathroom, he didn't need to worry about being seen and all he heard initially was heavy breathing behind him to match the gasps and grunts from his bottom. Mateo assumed the guy behind him was jerking his cock and when he started grunting too, it was confirmed. His strokes got faster and the guy behind him asked breathlessly "You gonna knock him up?" "Gonna try" Mateo replied as he thrust in and felt his cock pulse. The bottom moaned and Mateo felt the guy's hole squeeze several times around his cock. Once the bottom had finished shooting his load, Mateo pulled back and watched the hole slowly close. He turned around and saw his voyeur. "Want a taste?" he asked and the short muscled guy quickly dropped to the floor. His tongue licked the cum clinging to the piercing before lapping over the rest of the shaft. Mateo heard him slurp the cum into his mouth as he glanced back and saw the tall guy look back. He let the short guy clean his dick a minute before he pushed him off. As Mateo bent over to pull his trunks back up he said "He's all ready for the next dick or you can eat his ass. There's a lot more cum inside" before he walked out. "Long piss or did you do both of them?" Joe asked. "Just the tall guy. The muscle dude licked me clean so there won't be cum floating in the hot tub" Mateo said. -- "I'm glad you could come in and talk with us. Everyone that spoke with you is very impressed. We've had mixed results with employee referrals when they've had a relationship of some kind. Some, like Joe, work out really well and others fail miserably" Patrick said. "It went better than I thought it would. I don't have a lot of experience interviewing" Mateo replied. "I know most of Joe's... acquaintances are pretty casual since he's very serious about his partner. Are you just friends?" Patrick asked, his curiosity winning over asking an inappropriate question. "Well, Joe is a good friend of my boyfriend's, so that's how I met him. As you can guess, since he ruled himself out of interviewing me, our friendship goes pretty deep" Mateo said before chuckling. Patrick chuckled as well, saying "I doubt he has any friends that he doesn't have sex with at some point. Co-workers, too. He's one of the few who know how to keep work and play separate. Uh... Getting back to the job... I know you said you wanted to continue on for a year to get a second undergrad degree. That's pretty unusual. Most people would rather have a job than the second degree." "It's a little complicated. I am close to having the double major already and if I stay in school another year I can keep living with my boyfriend. If I get a job at the end of the school year, I might end up anywhere in the world and long distance relationships are very hard" Mateo explained. Patrick nodded. "I admire your commitment to each other. I'd like to make an offer that might make everyone happy. If you can finish your degrees next fall, we would like to hire you and I'll guarantee that you will be assigned here. If you think it's OK, I'll send you an official offer and you can talk it over with your partner" he told Mateo. "That sounds good. Really good" Mateo replied. -- "You trained him well" Ric told Jason as he pulled his cock out of the sub's mouth. He looked down and the sub just stood there, waiting for his next order from his master. "This one was easy. His old Dom got him most of the way so I picked up where he left off when he moved. Not like the new one I'm dealing with. I haven't broken him yet. He still thinks he's straight and free" Jason replied. "I've only done it for role play. I don't think I could do it 24/7 with someone much less two guys. My boyfriend would kill me if I spent that much time with a guy that wasn't him. Fucks on the side are ok, cuz he does them too, but that's it. That's the kind of sex life I want, too" Ric said. "Well, I kinda fell into this new guy. My boyfriend's sister dated this asshole and after the second time he raped her, we got involved in showing him who is really in charge. He hates fags too, so it's more fun to see him suck dick and get fucked. I even have Bobby here using him, just to show him that he's the lowest guy in the hierarchy" Jason explained. Jason pulled out his phone and flipped around until he'd found pictures from their session the day before. "This is the dude. His attitude doesn't show in the pics, but he really thinks that if he obeys us for a few weeks, she'll drop the charges" he added. Ric looked through the first few pics and when he got to the face pic, he laughed before saying "I expected Steve to do something like that." "What? You know him? You think he's a closeted cocksucker?" Jason asked, looking confused. "No, fuck a girl even if she says 'no'. I know he's a homophobic asshole and would hate anyone getting their dick near him" Ric replied. "How do you know him? Have a bad run-in with him?" Jason asked, getting more curious. "He was my first roommate in the dorms. He told the RA after a week that he was afraid I would rape him in his sleep, so I got moved" Ric said, feeling the anger come back. "You guys are about the same size, it's not like you could overpower him. Not like my boyfriend and I do. We both are bigger and stronger than that piece of shit" Jason replied. "Well, if you can't fight, you bitch and whine and the lazy ass RA took the easy way out. Steve didn't need to worry, he's not my type. I like em queer and have more than a handful of working brain cells. I bet he just shakes in his boots when you have him on his knees. All of his macho attitude is just a facade. I don't think I'd let his teeth get anywhere near my dick though" Ric said. "You'd be surprised at how obedient a guy is when someone has their balls in a tight grip. My boyfriend has strong hands too. Steve was curled up and whimpering after the first hard squeeze. He's got a ways to go, but he's getting used to dick in his mouth and ass. Bobby has been breeding him pretty often, usually to open him up for me" Jason said, his grin turning a little sinister. "Bobby might be knocking him up soon. I've dumped several loads in him after you gave me the first chance a couple weeks ago" Ric said. He looked down and saw Bobby smile. Ric wasn't sure what turned Bobby on more - getting pozzed or having the chance at pozzing Steve. "Oh? I assumed you were undetectable. Most poz guys I meet here at the bathhouse are" Jason said. "Nah, staying toxic a while. Anyway... I got to get going. Have fun with your new project and keep an eye on Bobby here for the next week. He might be feelin a little crappy" Ric said, chuckling before he headed to the locker room. -- Ric was standing at the urinal in the dorm, draining a very full bladder. "Heya, Ric" Scotty said as he walked up to the next urinal. "Hi stranger. Haven't seen either one of you guys around. How are you doing?" Ric asked. "Better now. Uh... Did Dan tell you?" Scotty said. "Tell me what? I haven't seen him for at least a month. Last time was when I ran into him waiting for an elevator" Ric asked, shaking the piss off his dick. "We tested poz. He said you told him we should go over at the clinic to find out for sure. They've been really understanding. We did counseling the first week, but it was hard since there were so many cute guys around that kept us distracted" Scotty told him. "Oh. Sorry, but I warned you. You guys will be OK. Trust me" Ric said. He zipped up and stepped back to the wall behind the urinal and Scotty followed. "Yeah, we know. We learned a lot... mostly about our relationship. You were right about being able to play around and still love each other. It's hot hearing about each other's hookups. It's just hard finding guys that are poz or that are willing to play bare. Most of the poz guys seem to be as freaked out as we were. We really don't know where to look for anyone to play with" Scotty said. "I know a few of your neighbors that might be interested. All of 'em thought you two were off limits" Ric replied. He was bending the truth since he'd told all of them to keep their hands off and let them come out on their own. Scotty smiled back at him and Ric asked "Uh... did you guys go on meds?" Scotty laughed briefly and said "No... Dan wants us to be like you and share first" Scotty said softly. "Cool. That's hard to do if you're only looking for other poz guys. Had any luck?" Ric asked. "Not yet. Dan tried one guy but he got scared and pulled off after only a few minutes" Scotty said. "You should try the bathhouse, then. No one asks about status over there. Hector might still have some cards for guys like you to get in for free" Ric said. "Maybe you can take us over there and show us the ropes some time" Scotty said, winking at Ric before walking over to the sink, washing his hands and heading back to his room. -- "Hey, good to see you again. Thought you forgot about us" the attendant said as he checked Ric, Dan and Scotty in. It had been over a month since he'd been to the bathhouse. School, clients and other activities had kept him busy. "Two twinks, one blond, one brown. Both have blue rope ankle bracelets. Been lookin for something potent for a few weeks now. Don't think anyone's done 'em yet. Have fun!" the attendant added. Ric led them to the locker room and they started to strip down. "Really? He tells you stuff like that?" Dan asked. "Yeah... It's one of the perks of the card. From your number they know who's toxic and willing to share" Ric replied. They wandered out into the halls, seeing who was around. After a short walk, they found the twinks in the sauna, sitting along the side staring at each person that walked in. "I'll let you guys have fun" Ric said, heading back to the door. The look of panic on both Dan and Scotty's face told him that they were still unsure of their cruising skills. He turned back, wrapped his arms around both and guided them to the other side of the sauna, whispering "Let them come to you." Dan sat on his right, Scotty on the left and Ric talked to them a bit. "Don't be too eager. Bottoms should be the ones wanting to get fucked, tops pick the ones worthy of taking their dick and cum. Don't be afraid to say no if they don't excite you" he said. A few minutes later he watched the twinks start to make their move. They walked closer and the brown haired guy elbowed the blond and and said something into his ear. "Does that tattoo mean you're toxic?" the shaggy brunette asked quietly as he got close. Ric smiled and nodded. "Can we taste it?" the blond asked, making Ric chuckle. Usually guys that wanted a charged load were more direct and wanted him to fuck them, but he quickly had an idea. "Give em room, guys" Ric said to Dan and Scotty, winking at each of them. Soon, he had the twinks bent over each of his spread legs, kneeling on the lower bench and licking his cock from the sides. When it was fully hard and their tongues and lips were occupied, Ric looked over at both Dan and Scotty who were stroking their own hard cocks. After a few more minutes, the brown haired guy took the tip of Ric's cock in his mouth and pulled the foreskin back while the blond worked the base. He didn't go down very far and gave the blond enough room to explore more than an inch or two of Ric's cock. Ric whispered "No rimming, just spit n shove" to Dan and Scotty before he motioned for them to move behind the two cocksuckers. They took their spots and Ric watched Dan drool a rope of spit just above the smooth crack and Scotty then do the same with the blond guy. The brown haired twink made a noise and started to pull off, only to have Ric's hand hold him down. The blond just kept licking on the hard shaft. The couple looked at each other, grinned and simultaneously pushed in. Scotty bottomed out first since he drove in a little faster, but Dan was only a few seconds behind. Ric could feel the guys sucking him squirm, but a hand on each head kept them in their place. The longer he watched, the more impressed he was with Scotty's topping abilities. From all of their talks, he thought Scotty was strictly a bottom. The twinks sucking on his cock were less impressive and clearly distracted by the bare cocks drilling their asses. Dan and Scotty started to plow harder and soon were bouncing off the twinks' butts. Ric could tell they were enjoying the the bottom's holes. Each one would watch his dick drive into the hairless hole and then glance over at the other one, smiling. Once he heard the first grunt from Dan, he knew they weren't going to last much longer. Dan's thrusts slowed but got harder, Scotty did the opposite and drove in faster. On cue, they came a second apart. Dan's louder grunts were accompanied by Scotty's softer groan. Both stood there as their cocks spurted and spewed out their newly viral cream, filling their respective bottoms. The brown haired twink also got his mouth filled with spurts of Ric's cum, giving him the taste of toxic cum that he had asked for. The look on Scotty's face surprised Ric, he never imagined that he'd enjoy breeding a neg guy with his charged load, especially after his comments about getting counseling when they found out they were poz. They both stood there still inside the twinks' holes and a satisfied look on their faces. Once their cocks were out of the bottoms, Dan and Scotty took their places on the bench again. The twinks stood back up and Ric watched the brown haired guy swallow his load. "Don't we get your cock too?" the blond asked. "Not this time, but you got my bug from these guys. They might even be more toxic than me" Ric said with a smile. He realized from their expressions that they never expected the guys he was with were poz too. They backed away slowly and headed to the door and down the hall towards the showers. "God that was amazing. I never thought I'd do something like that with Dan" Scotty said. "Yeah, I thought we might share a bottom, but to fuck a guy next to my boyfriend like that was wild. I'm so proud of him being able to top so good with all these guys watching" Dan replied. "I didn't even notice them. I was so turned on fucking my first neg guy that I only paid attention to us five. At first, I just wanted to prove to you and Ric that I could do it, but the longer I went the more turned on I got. The load I gave the blond guy was huge" Scotty said, grinning. "Yeah, mine was too. I wonder if we'll ever know if that fuck did it" Dan said. "That's the thing about these kinds of breedings... you rarely find out if you were the one or one of several. But now you know how this place works. I hope you'll come back and try out the other rooms. There's lots more fun to be had around here, whether the guy you play with is neg or poz" Ric said. They showered before the three went back to the locker room and got dressed. "I see you found the pair of twinks. They looked a little worried as they left" the attendant said to Ric as they went past. "As the saying goes... be careful of what you ask for. I didn't breed them... these guys did. They got the same result, though. Hope it sticks" Ric said as they walked out the door.

It was not long before a dick slid through. It was long and black. I lifted it and began to suck his dick. He got hard quickly and then tapped the wall with his fist. I kept sucking and he did it again, the door that was locked opened and the man said, when he hits the wall, he I ready for your ass. The lube is on the wall. I could see it now; I grabbed some as he locked the door and lubed up that big dick and my hole and eased his dick inside me. He fucked me so good, it felt amazing. The light from the other hole went dark, I reached out and another huge soft dick was hanging there. I lifted and started to suck the guy; I think he was black also. He was even bigger than the guy fucking me. Five more minutes and the dick in my ass shoved in and pulsed as the guy behind the wall said great pussy as he slides out of my hole. Just a minute later the guy I was sucking knocked on the wall. I lubed him up and turned around backed on his even bigger dick. He fucked me and called my names like a fucking cock whore, dirty fucking slut, white whore. He lasted ten minutes and shot his load inside me. He pulled out and I was just getting ready for my next when the door opened and a man said, boy time to take you back to your room. I was so horny, I needed more. He walked me back to the room, I rubbed his bulge once in the room, got on my knees as I unzipped his pants, and fished out a beautiful dick. He let me suck him for fifteen minutes before he shot in my mouth. He pulled out, tucked his dick back in his pants, and told me he would be back in two hours. The ads will have been posted and your two reviews will be up. The guys said you were worth every penny. If you fuck like you suck dick, I must agree with them. You must earn your keep here; you can stay if you put out. Do you understand boy? I told him I did. He then turned and locked the deadbolt. I tried to open the door, but I couldn’t the windows were screwed shut. I tried the TV, but I was so wired I could not watch it. In an hour the man came back. He pushed me over on the bed and I thought he was going to fuck me but instead he slides some tina up my hole and made me drink some juice from a straw. He led me back to the box and locked the door. I serviced ten more BBCs. Some are bigger than 10”. He once again led me upstairs but this time he pulled out his cock and texted someone else. I began to suck his cock and a few minutes later this young Middle Eastern guy walked in. He had to only be mid 20’s The guy I was sucking pulled me up and turned me around. He then pushed me onto the bed. The Middle Eastern boy came up and pulled my shorts down and dove into my ass and began to eat my cum filled hole. The kid ate me for ten minutes, and the guy who was my handler said OKAY you hot it. Ready to fuck that hole? I heard the young guy’s pants drop and his belt hit the floor. My handler said that is a crazy fat dick. I cannot believe it. I felt the young guy press some lube on my hole, then lubed up his dick and pressed it. My handler got on the bed and fed me his cock again, he whispered. Boy, you are going to take so you might as well do it the first try. Don’t make me tie you down. I thought I have been fisted so this should be no problem. The Arab kid grabbed my hips and pulled my hips back, hid dick still just at my hole. He pulled me to the left and to the right and he started to go inside me a little. Fuck it hurt, he pulled more as he pushed, and another inch went inside. I pulled off my handler’s dick, Stop I can’t please stop. The assault continued, and more and more of his fucking fat dick went inside me. I began to shake and sweat as he pressed more and more inside me. He finally got all the way inside. That is when my handler placed the ball gag in my mouth. He whispered in my ear that that was the easy part. The Arab guy pushed me down, the handler tied my hand to the bed and the kid pulled his dick out and shaved it back inside me. I screamed into the ball gag my handler just laughed. You are fucking whore. Just a whore for a huge cock. I was crying and pressing my body forward, but it did not help. He fucked me like this for ten minutes and shot his load as he pressed deep in me and shook violently. He collapsed on my back to catch his breath. His dick just pulsed inside me. That started to feel good. He spoke in Arabic and spit on the back of my head as he slowly pulled out once he started to go soft. He handed the handler a wad of cash and spoke. You know how hard it is to find a whore who can take me. I will text you when I need to nut again. The handler unfasted the ball gag and unfastened me. He gruffly said, this never happened. You will be hurt severely if anyone finds out you are whore out on the side. The last boy disappeared. My handler left, locking the door. I could hardly move, and I actually fell asleep crying, my ass hole throbbed. I hoped it would close but when I felt it, it was wide open.

Chapter II. We played the next couple of days more than we had in a while, and each time, I bagged up and lasted longer. It was like our former passionate fuckfests were back again. It felt like his hole was looser than it had been in a while too. We fucked daily, and I shot big loads nightly into those condoms. I even got a dildo, a good three inches longer than my cock, and I worked it in his hole before fucking him. He was steadily getting looser. Towards the end of the week, I asked if he was going to see about getting some hung dick to open him up more than the dildo could. He blushed and confessed that Brad had been fucking him every day over their lunch break. I ate his ass and worked the new dildo into his hole as he told me about his weekday sessions. My boy’s story was so hot that I put on a condom, and slid inside, slowly fucking him so as not to cum too soon. My boy told me that during lunch on Monday, Brad had bent him over his desk and pulled his pants down. He was so hot to fuck my boy again that he didn’t even fully undress! In fact, he was in such a hurry that he nearly forgot to put on a condom. My boy had to remind him that he was there to get his hole stretched, not to take loads. My boy continued his story as I played with his hole. I loved how loose he stretched-out hole felt on my bagged-up cock. I’d work a finger inside my boy along my dick as he went on. My boy moaned as he described Tuesday’s session. Brad railed him in the warehouse, safely wrapped with an XL rubber. Another worker stumbled on them and watched the whole thing. After Brad pulled out, the worker asked if he could join in their next lunchtime session. I recognized the name of the warehouse worker, Adam, as being one of the foremen, and I knew he was tall and muscular from seeing him at holiday parties. That Wednesday, Adam watched as Brad lubed my boy up and fucked him, safely. Adam got close and held my boy’s cheeks apart for Brad to fuck. When Brad came in the condom, Adam pulled it off and drizzled his POZ seed into my boy’s opened hole, and slid in raw, lubed up with Brad’s cum as fucked it into my boy, filling him with his own seed. He inseminated my boy. After that, they decided that condoms wouldn’t be needed again. That night, I’d fucked their loads deeper into my boy’s guts without knowing it. My boy told me that he felt safe taking loads, with me rubbered-up it wasn’t like he was putting me at risk. His slimy stretched out pussy felt amazing, even through my condom. Brad and Adam repeated the rawfucking feat on Thursday, skipping condoms altogether, both Brad and Adam breeding him after taking turns coring out my boy’s recently tight hole. And now, Thursday night, here I was churning those loads in my boy’s guts with my own safe cock. I couldn’t help but shoot a huge load into the rubber reservoir. My boy poured my cum into his gooey hole and fingered himself, suggested I visit for some extra special lunchtime activities. I made sure to clear my schedule for the following afternoon. On Friday, Brad’s partner visited to bring lunch. I’d hadn’t met Jim before, but had heard he was just as hung as Brad. As he shook my hand, I shuddered when I saw the red biohazard tattoo back of his right hand. I knew Jim was just as POZ as his partner. My boy had reserved the conference room, and Jim had brought along some toys. Adam stripped my boy down and handed me a box of condoms with a wink, saying, ‘These are just for you.’ Brad bent my boy over the table as Jim lubed up an obscenely big dildo. He worked in into my boy’s hole as Adam kept his cheeks spread wide. I couldn’t help but jerk off, seeing these three guys open up my boy, his hairy pussy on display for us all to see. Brad smiled at me explaining, ‘We big guys want to last a few minutes too.’ Stretching him out helped them enjoy their bare fucks longer before getting their nut too. Brad went first. It was so hot seeing his beercan-thick cock spread my boy’s hole wide. I loved seeing Jim’s tattooed hand holding and caressing his man’s balls as they slammed into my boy. When Brad came, he came deep. Brad planted his seed so deep inside that none poured out when he pulled back. Jim took his place and took his time. He started with my boy in the same position, face down bent over the table. Jim had him flip over onto his back, never pulling out. This meant that my boy needed me to stand on one side and hold his legs back so Jim could really pound deep. He lasted a respectable amount of time and shot his POZ load deep inside my boy too. Jim pulled out and I helped my boy relax his legs for a moment. Adam sat in a big leather chair and pointed his big raw cock right up in the air. He begged me over and had me hold his cock while my boy sat right down on it. My boy’s pussy was well and truly opened up, so he took delight in sinking all the way down on it. Adam chuckled something about digging for oil, and I realized what he meant as I saw globs of Brad and Jim’s mixed cum drooling down Adam’s big cock. As I sat on the floor guiding Adam into my boy, Jim rearranged me onto all fours, so my ass was up in the air. Brad smeared some of their leaking seed onto his fingers and started working into my hole saying, ‘You know, if you take our cum you can go back to fucking your boy raw, like all of us. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?’ I couldn’t help but think it would be amazing. I let Jim finger my ass as I lapped at Adam’s big full balls. Adam concentrated on getting his load into my boy and really took his time. My boy’s legs were wearing out and he was covered in a sheen of sweat as the third big dick of the day stretched him out. When he couldn’t take it anymore, Adam relented and rewarded him with a big load shot very deeply. When he pulled out, his cock was covered in mixed clotted cum. He winked at me again. Brad and Jim got my boy back into his first position, face down leaning over the edge of the table. Jim guided my hips to my boy’s ass and Brad held the base of my condom-covered cock. Jim eased up behind me and I could feel his heat and his massive cock sticky with seed. When I fucked forward, Jim got closer to me. To pull out, I was backing onto his raw cummy cock. He slipped inside me, greased up with so much sperm. It only hurt for a minute before feeling deeply satisfying. I let out a guttural moan, and my boy grinned up at me, groaning, ‘Those big raw cocks feel so good, don’t they?’ I couldn’t help but agree. Brad still had his hand gripping the rubber ring at the base of my cock. He kept working a finger underneath, slowly rolling it up. Eventually the rubber was rolled up just around my cockhead. ‘It’s time,’ he said. Jim and Adam’s hand met Brad’s and they pulled that condom off my cock, where it was sucked inside my boy’s gaping pussy. It looked so hot seeing that biohazard-tattooed hand prying off the last barrier of protection off my cock. Feeling their spunk and how loose my boy’s cunt was felt so good. I was able to hold off cumming too soon before I felt Jim, deep inside me, growing. His cock got even bigger, balls-deep inside me, and then I felt a wet warmth spreading deep in my guts. Jim had just gushed his wet POZ load deep in my hole. We got ourselves together and cleaned up, only a little sweaty. Both my boy and I slowly leaked their cum as we went out for a beer and a late lunch. We sat around a booth, Jim, me, Brad, my boy, and Adam. I realized that Brad had one finger inside both me and my boy as we ordered our meal. Brad asked if I was happier with my boy’s stretched-out hole, and I eagerly nodded, thanking them for stretching us both out. Brad turned to my boy and asked if he was ready to start fucking me now, my own stretched-out hole now hungry for raw cock. My boy nodded and told me he couldn’t wait to get my hole stretched out and filled up by other hung buddies too. At the end of the day, he was also worried about cumming too soon when fucking me! Brad grinned saying, ‘I think we need to keep you boys both stretched out and cum-filled.’ My boy looked at me, silently pleading me to say yes. And I did. Our buddies now keep our holes stretched open, ready for raw use by any number of men. And thanks to Brad and Jim, we both regularly take raw POZ cock and cum. That, right there, is the key to a happy relationship.

This happened some time ago and is based on my first time. I was a cocky 18 year old jock wrestler. I was born and raised in rural Wyoming. I was on scholarship to the University and was heading home for a few days over a break. As often happens in Wyoming, I was out in the middle of nowhere and got caught in a white out blizzard. I pulled into a roadside rest area and figured I could catch a bit of sleep and ride the weather out . I had just put a big dip of Copenhagen in when there was a tap on my window. I didn't see the other pickup parked near me when I pulled in. A man about 30ish, hat pulled down hard on his head and a big handlebar mustache greeted me. I rolled my window down a bit and he said " Boy, this ain't no place for you tonight". I was a bit off guard by him calling me boy but he had a friendly smile and I relaxed. I told him I got caught in the storm and figured I would hunker down here until morning. He cocked his head at me and said he lived just up the road and his cabin would be way more comfortable than my pickup. He looked me in the eye and for some reason I felt his authority over me. I intended to decline his offer but out of my mouth came Yes Sir! He smirked when he heard my response and said follow me boy. He climbed into his best up ranch pickup and I followed his taillights into the darkness. I really don't know where we headed but soon enough he pulled off the highway and down a trail. We pulled into a yard that secluded but didn't seem too sketchy. I followed him into the dimly lit but warm little cabin. It was a simple place, one room was all. There was a kitchen area, a big fireplace and a large bed in the corner. As we got inside and took off our coats, we were able to size each other up better. I was 5'11" 165 pounds toned and always felt that I filled out my tight wranglers pretty well. He was just a hair taller and a good 50 pounds heavier but looked like solid muscles.. He also had on tight wranglers with a prominent circle on his back pocket, handlebar mustache I had already seen and heavy scruff everywhere else. His flannel shirt was open about 3 buttons and his chest was covered with a thick forest of fur. Now I never considered myself attracted to men but this bear of a man had me feeling nervous. He had me sit on the leather couch in front of the fireplace to warm up and he seemed to sense my nervousness. He went to the kitchen area to get something to warm us up and asked if I was an athlete since I had a hot little body. I blushed when he said that and he sat beside me and handed me an open beer. I had never drank beer before and didn't particularly like the aftertaste but I wanted to act like I was used to drinking. He encouraged me to gulp down the first one and I did. Man did that beer make me relax. My host, his name was Jake, then pulled out a bong and suggested we smoke some. Hell I had never drank much less smoked weed but the beer had relaxed me and made me a bit sleepy so I agreed but confessed I didn't know how. He smiled again and said he would show me how and he would shotgun me the first few hits. He said he had some special weed and we would have a great time. He packed his bong and lit it up. He took a big hit and pulled my head toward his. He covered my mouth with his and exhaled the smoke into my virgin lungs. I was surprised he did that and I coughed most of it out right away. He said let's do that again but this time try to hold it in. He took another big hit, again pulling my head close to his and exhaled into my lungs. I did better this time and when i exhaled, a big cloud filled the room. I felt hot and tingly at the same time. I also had a goofy grin on my face. We shotgunned a few more times and damn i felt different. Tingly and horny? What the hell was happening. He wanted to see me take my own hit and shotgun it back to him this time. I filled my lungs and leaned in to exhale and he again grabbed my head and he locked lips with me and i felt his tongue invade my mouth. I was so zoned out I didn't fight it. Soon I found my body reacting to his. I was kissing him back and my cock was hard. He pulled away smiling and said let's get more comfortable boy. I let him lead me to the bed and he commanded me to strip. I felt his authority over me and I did as he wanted. He then had me undress him and in a fog I did. I did take in his very furry chest, his pierced nipples, and finally his big uncut cock with a PA. I was fascinated by his dick piercing. He ordered me on my knees and to get my mouth on it. Inside I was revolted by it but my mouth opened on its own and I tasted my first cock. It felt warm, spongy, and hard at the same time. His PA would hit my teeth and he would tell me to watch it. It had grown to at least 8.5 inches and very thick. His head struck the back of my throat and I gagged. He pulled back and instructed me to breath through my nose and try to swallow it. I tried but still gagged. I was getting it wet with my spit though. He pulled a small brown bottle out and held it up to my nose and ordered me to inhale deeply. I did and he pinched off my nose and told me to hold it. He repeated this several times I was flying and floating and he said to suck him again. I was able to swallow the head easier now and he would cut my hair off for few seconds. I kept tasting something sweet and I was actually liking that. After about ten minutes of I am sure a very bad blow job he pulled out of my mouth and said I earned a reward. He had me climb onto the bed and get on all fours. I was afraid he was going to try to fuck me but he said he wouldn't do anything I didn't want to do. He licked my virgin hole and worked his tongue inside. Fuck that did feel good. He worked my hole and got it real wet. His scruff felt amazing on my bottom too. He was working a finger into my hole too with just spit and it wasn't going in. It was hurting some. He grabbed a tub of his "special" lube he called it and started working the lube in his finger. It burned when it went in. He told me that happens sometimes but it will get way better in a few minutes. He kept pawing at my hole and trying to get his finger inside. He finally did saying I sure was tight. He grabbed a needleless syringe filled with a clear liquid and siad this will do the job. I felt him empty the contents in me and the burning was back. I felt really spaced out and needing something. I needed his fingers in my ass. What the hell is happening. I was pushing back on his finger and he hooked his finger inside me. I pushed down and he touched something and I quivered. He said that's it boy, ride my finger. He was soon getting two fingers inside and then three pretty easy. I was overwhelmed by the feelings my ass was giving me. He pulled his fingers out and I was actually concerned he was done. I pleaded with him to put them back. He told me he needed to rest and forced me down on my stomach and he laid on top of me. I could feel his dick between my legs pulsing, like it was alive and leaking on my crack. He kept teasing my hole with it. I know I was pushing back on him and he asked " what do you need boy?". I didn't want to say anything and just moaned. He said we were done unless I would ask him for something so blushing again I asked him to fuck me . He said I didn't hear you. What do you need boy? I said louder, please fuck me Sir

The Private Party So I was on that barebacking site, you know which one. I just happened to look at the Private Parties section. Usually these are organized by a bottom guy who is looking for tops and doesn't really want any other bottoms there. This time I was pleasantly surprised to find a party where not only was the organizer a versatile top, most of the other people signed up to attend were or were tops or versatile. And it wasn't just a couple of attendees, there were already 8 people signed up. I started to look at the profiles of the organizer and the other attendees. Very hot. I could already feel my little cock start to tingle in anticipation. I've always had a fantasy about showing up at a party like this and when I get there being locked into a chastity device and then into the kind of bondage spreader bar which leaves a guy ass up and helpless to prevent anyone from using him as they see fit. I messaged the host for an invitation and asked him if it was OK if I was locked in a chastity cage and a spreader bar, He messaged me back saying I was invited and that would be great. I went to the toy/lingere store near where I live that carries a fairly large assortment of bondage toys. I picked out a spreader bar that looked sturdy. The lady at the counter gave me a wink and a smirk as I paid. So now I'm getting ready for the party. Taking a shower, shaving myself in all the right places. Applying good smelling lotion. Thoroughly cleaning myself out with many enema bottles. Lubing up my hole and sliding a large plug in. Putting on my cage and locking it securely in place. Putting on a jock so my ass will be exposed and ready. When I get there the host greets me at the door and recognizes me since I am carrying a spreader bar. When I am inside I strip down and remove the plus. He takes my clothes and the plug, putting them in a bag for safe keeping. tells me I can go set up in a corner and he'll have someone help me get locked up. He motions over a guy dressed in leather gear and asks him if he'd give me a hand. He says he would love to. We go over in the corner and I get down on all fours and he fastens my arms and legs to the spreader bar. I am now ass up and totally helpless to stop anyone from having free access to my hole. Other guys are milling around, a few are making out and I hear the moans and groans of others as they are sucking each other off or fucking. The guy admires his handiwork and gives my ass a smack. Other people seem to notice and soon a group forms. The leather guy starts to slide his hard, thick dick up and down my crack until the tip catches my hole, then he slides it in making me groan out in pleasure. He starts a slow in-out motion and his dick is long enough it is hitting my prostate and soon it is making my little cock confined in its cage drool pre cum. Someone notices and says "Look at that sissy clit drip!" while he reaches down and wipes some up with his finger and then puts it to my mouth making me taste my own seed. After a while the leather guy fucking me starts to pick up his pace, his low hanging balls which had been slapping my taint pulling up tight to his body and I know I'm about to take his load. As I feel his cock throb and his cum blasting deep inside me he bends down to my ear and says "did the host tell you that this isn't just a bareback party, it is a conversion party?" I cry out "No!", but I should have known because so many of the attendees had status "Ask me". He rests for a second and says "Well, now you know, and there was your first poz load". He barely has a chance to pull out before another guy starts sliding his big dick into my now well used hole. One by one guys pound my ass and fill it with their hot loads, many of them telling me things like that they had stopped their meds weeks ago in anticipation of this party. I can feel lube and cum dribbling out of my ass and down my leg every time one of them pulls out. I lose track of how many loads I take, but it has to be close to a dozen. Eventually I hear the host tell me the party will be ending soon and it is his turn. I feel his dick slide into my now stretched out hole, but he has to be one of the biggest I've ever taken because it still stretches me out more. He pounds me long and hard and then groans out as he cums, telling me he had been waiting to seed me all night and that his VL was very high so it was the guarantee that I'd be knocked up for sure. He and the leather guy then release me from the spreader bar and I am handed the bag with my clothes in it. I dress, my little cock still trapped in its cage and then drive home. When I get there I unlock my cage and as I'm pulling my little cock I get an email from the host inviting me to next month's party. I can't wait.

I went to a Cumunion Party at one of the sexclubs here in Portland with a fairly large crowd, I left after spending a little over 4 hours even more sexually frustrated than when I arrived. To be fair, there were guys coupling up, no groups, and sucking and fucking passionlessly for maybe 30 seconds to a minute before moving on, so not as bad as it can get. I did stick my dick in several guys, all of them just laid there with no reaction at all to being fucked. None of them were cummy or even loosed up, no surprise there. Luckily it didn't completely kill my my hard on (which frequently happens on nights like this), but I was unable to cum under the circumstance. I even managed to get fucked breifly, but unfortunately the guy who topped me couldn't stay hard. Mostly I spent my evening "hooking up" with time wasters who don't participate in fucking, or in many cases even sucking (which I consider to be foreplay not sex). There have been quite a few times in the last year when I've run out the clock on my admission in the fruitless hope that someone who actually enjoys sex would show up. I also fully acknowlege that things could have been worse, I've spent more than 4 completly sexless hours in bathhouses in the PNW many times. More than a few of those sexless occasions were supposed to be Cumunion Parties. What do you do in these situations? Unfortunately they are the norm, not just off nights here.

If I'm just going for a maximum number of cocks fucking my ass, a dark room never disappoints. But, I really prefer to kick back in a sling where I can watch the tops fucking me. Plus, for some reason, it usually draws a large group of men who either want to watch me getting fucked, or they want to take their turn on my ass. I get off on watching AND being watched. Either way, I think that it's important to look hot (I think that my bare ass leather chaps do the trick), and to show that I'm available to be fucked (kicking back in the sling). Plus, I have a certain amount of patience because I know that some times I seem to be a cock magnet, and other times I might as well be invisible.

Thank you. More to come

I can say some of these long time sites are still popular, but it does depend on where you live. Here on the west coast of Florida, specifically Tampa/St. Petersburg, Adam4Adam is still popular and you can hook up fairly easily. Now let me preface that statement by saying this - it is a free site and you will find many younger members on there. You find college students who are available during day hours, and like BBRT, the members who are actively looking increase on weekends and after midnight. A4A even has a section called "Looking for Now" - which indicates who is looking to play within the next hour or two, not next week. So for that, I give them credit. I have noticed some guys who, if they see you are in your 40s, may ask "can you pay for my Uber" or even worse "Can you be generous?" Now, A4A has a section for guys looking to earn money "as models" so try to read "between the lines" as they say. If someone asks for me to pay for an Uber, I tell them to take the bus (yep, I have said that). If they say "Can you be generous", I take a screen shot and report them to A4A for soliciting. I know some guys may think I am a prick for doing that but they specifically say but the site is not Men4RentNow.com. There are sites for guys looking to be paid, I have nothing against sex workers, but I don't like some 24 year old asking me for $80, it's insulting. A4A has worked for me. At least in this geographic area. I have traveled to other parts of the country and the pickings have been slim in some areas, but that generally meant they were using another site. For instance, "Manhunt" is pretty empty in this area. Another site gave me a free week on Manhunt so I joined. The majority were "Not Looking for Now", more like "Looking for the end of October, on a Thursday, between 3 and 4 pm". Not kidding. There was somewhat of an anti-poz feeling as well, it was usually the first question asked and I understand that. Manhunt was a bust, there was a guy who remembered hooking up with me, and as I reflect he was very good looking with an awesome body, but it was oral sex and I remember turning him down on one occasion and he was livid, after I told him my other option included fucking and he did not. Well, we got passed that, I have seen him since, and he's great to look at and it's a much different type of encounter. I hear people complain about BBRT. I know other sites have come and gone. I just thin it depends on where you live and what time you sign on. What you get at 12 noon on a Friday is not what you are going at 12 midnight on any weekend. That's been my experience, I have thought to expand my opportunities by trying new sites, I have done the Grindr route (laid on the first night, about an hour after I joined) and Scruff (questioned endlessly about my relationship status and many "what if" scenarios). Again, these apps and online sites are about one thing. LOCATION.

I agree with GC. There is a reason they say in November Scandi Season starts. So if you like Viking cock or ass.......

Yes, hundreds of times... but not by a professional. Joking aside. A couple of times by a doctor, males each time. Emotionally, i cannot disconnect from the fact that it's a guy penetrating me. Each time i've ended up grunting and trying to tighten vs being receptive so it won't be obvious that i like it and end up making him feel awkward. i've written before about an experience i had when i was younger and presumed straight (i was married to a woman). i was getting checked for STD and the doctor explained He had to massage my prostate to get an accurate UA. He had me pull my jeans down around my ankles and bend over the exam table and He stayed in there a long time and had me dripping. i've never shaken the feeling that He finger fucked me and was enjoying what He was doing, definitely 'examined' my prostate.

Great work and thank you!!!

Meh, shit happens. 1) Most straight guys dont know how to do douche but they're so hot to top. 2) And what about spontaneous sex where there hasn't been time to clean up beforehand? Like waking up in the morning next to a lover with morning glory or unexpectedly making eye contact with some stranger at an event u werent planning to have sex at. 3) or how about camping? the outdoors where no facilities are available. Are u just gonna not have sex and miss out cuz it's messy? pssh, it's not the end of the world, it's just organic matter, nbd. As long as you avoid the riding position, dont go crazy with the fucking and make sure your cock stays inside with your strokes, the mess will be pretty minimal and mostly confined. After cumming, just wipe and clean up after, easy peasy, no big deal And also, honestly, I mean this sincerely and not as a criticism, when you stop being so judgemental and fussy about stuff like this, whether it's in your attitude or your profile or whatever, ppl will respond to that and I find more and hotter guys will be attracted to you

I have often thought when I was more into women how hot it would have been to get another guy in bed with us to fuck her while I was getting my hard on back.

omg I totally want that cute Twink to fuck me raw and blow his load in me. I bet he has a surprisingly big cock. but I would also love to watch a bunch of hung men gangbang his skinny ass and just leave it gaped wide open dripping cum all over the floor like mine usually is.

Who here loves Arab cock? I seem to not be able to get enough and with summer coming on, on the Gold Coast in Australia, I'm getting excited as this is a time when a lot of Arabs come over to get away from there summer. I have had one guy contact me asking if I am doing anything next week, and wants to breed like a white whore.

Part 4 I had just finished cleaning up Jake's cock. I did a better job this time not clanking his PA on my teeth. While the taste wasn't terrible, it did leave a funky taste in my mouth. Jake brought me another beer to kill the taste of my ass (my count Jake called it) but it had a weird taste all its own. I gulped it down quickly and Jake said good boy. My mind was a disorganized mess. I knew I should be upset at what had happened but yet I didn't refuse. I didn't consider myself gay but I did enjoy parts of it. His cock did feel good inside of me and that messed with my head. What the hell is wrong with me? He kept calling me "boy" which kinda made me laugh because although he never asked me for my name, which is Boyd, my nickname was boy growing up. While I was trying to think about this, the room seemed to spin again and I also got sleepy again. Must be the warmth of the fireplace. Jake kept himself busy for a bit, texting, trying to get ready for something? but I really couldn't concentrate. Jake seemed to notice I was fading a bit and said "time to get busy boy". I was still on the big bed and Jake just plunged one of his thick calloused fingers back into my backside. I yelped a bit and Jake covered my mouth with his again and said shhhh boy. Let daddy work his magic again. What I felt again was that burning in my ass which was really sore from his first go at me. I got really warm after that and the burning stopped. Jake said my count has really closed up but it was sucking his finger in. He hit that spot inside which made me quiver again. He added his second finger after applying more of that burning lube inside me. Seems like the more lube he added, the more I liked his fingers invading me. Once again I was pushing back on his fingers to get more inside me. Jake's fingernails seemed a bit sharp and felt like they would scrape and cut into me once in awhile. That definitely didn't feel so good. Jake said I was opening up good but this time he had me roll on my back. He he kissed me passionately and his scruffy face was turning me on against my smooth face. In a way, Jake was the man I always wanted to be. He was handsome, scruffy, confident, hairy, and he definitely had a big thick dick. He pulled another two syringes out of his side table and said he wanted us both to feel good. I objected as I said that I couldn't do drugs as I got tested being on the college wrestling team but he said not to worry about that because it was vitamin T, just a natural endorphin. I really didn't know what vitamin T was and he quickly tied off my arm and found a vein. He inserted the needle and he drew out a bit of blood. He looked down at me and smiled again and said "ready to blast off kid? I was about to answer when he emptied the contents of it into me and pulled off the tie. Immediately I started coughing and felt short of breath. My heart rate shot up and I felt flushed. I managed to catch my breath but then I felt incredibly euphoric and horny. Jake repeated the process on himself and coughed a little bit too. His eyes looked so dark. He lifted up my legs onto his broad shoulders and shimmied up close between my legs. He spit on my ass but he had put a fresh dip of Copenhagen in his lip and fuck did that burn! Jake said dipspit makes the best lube and I was gonna find out. He teased my hole with the head of his dick. Putting pressure on it but not really penetrating. It was driving me crazy. I knew I shouldn't want him to be inside but my cunt as Jake called it was wanting it bad. He spread my legs apart and kept a steady pressure on and he skin rolled back and his head gained entry. It didn't hurt as bad as the first time. He was using short little thrusts and sinking more into me each time. Wasn't long before I felt his wooly bush up against my ass. He just stayed there a few minutes and I felt him flexing inside of me. He changed the angle a bit and was brushing against something inside of me that made me quiver each time. I loved that feeling and started meeting his thrusts to make that quiver stronger. He let my legs drop down and I felt his hairy chest on my smooth on and his tongue invaded my mouth like his cock was invading my ass. I was in sensory overload. I was moaning in his mouth. His sweat was falling on me and I was also aware of his personal scent. It was masculine like him. It just turned me on more. He started picking up the pace and really jackhammering into me. My cock stayed semi hard but I was leaking clear precum which I had never really done before. He said " boy you have a real good cunt on you and if you are lucky I will have you pregnant by morning". I thought that was an odd comment as guys can't get guys pregnant. The sensations he was giving me was very intense and I started tingling inside. I felt an impending orgasm and just as I started it, my ass clamped tight around his cock and I started shaking. He got close to my face as I was orgasming and yelled down at me "Boy do you want my seed to make you pregnant tonight". I yelled back at him Yessir make me pregnant with your seed and he went through his own convulsing on top of me and inside of me. It took a bit for us to calm down after that, we were glued together by our sweat and my cum. His seed was deep inside me. I didn't hear anything but by the door, I heard a voice I recognized saying "Looks like I got here at the right time".

Either on my knees, or if there are more than 2 of us involved, bending over at the waist so that my hole is exposed for anyone else to help themselves to 😈